Don’t Sit Under the Apple Tree by Bella Temple (Teen)

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Hello Crack Van patrons! I am Lipton, your very belated Supernatural driver for the month of May. I've got some great stories for you, so hold on tight, it's going to be a fun trip.

Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Gen
Author on LJ: bellatemple
Author Website: First Person Singular
Why this must be read: Come on, it’s meta-angel-crack awesomeness, how could you not read it?! The angels have family dinner every Sunday and they’d better all behave because if Michael has to watch Castiel raise his teddy bear from Perdition one more time he’s going to have an aneurysm.

Family dinner happened on Sundays, of course, though "dinner" was something of an abstract concept for beings that were sustained by the will of God rather than actual food. So was "Sunday", when you got down to it, or rather, it was a different kind of "Sunday" than we're used to hearing about on Earth. It was longer, for one. A week in Heaven might last centuries on Earth, just like weeks on Earth were years in Hell. It was a whole hierarchy thing, you see. Don't ask us to explain, it all ends up being about strings, and then people get confused and start throwing atoms at each other like monkeys with feces.

"Family" wasn't abstract. It was perhaps the most relatable concept of the whole deal.

Don’t Sit Under the Apple Tree