"It's like God leaning over the hedge and yelling, "Hey Chuck, did you hear that Sam still has the thirst for demon blood, and that Dean sometimes wonders if he should've let his brother stay dead?"

No, God, I didn't, but thanks for the heads-up!"

I lol'ed. But really, this whole fic was a joy to read! I love how you blend in the more serious apocalypse imagery (and the angst- love Dean griping that his life is like Dawson's Creek now) with Chuck just doin' his thing. It's always fun to have a semi-outsider POV, and you really work the first-person perspective to boot. Awesome!