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The girl waves at Castiel, her bangles tinkling cheerfully. “Did you really let Claire get her eyebrow pierced?” Castiel blinks and glances at his daughter. He’d assume that would be obvious, since she's still wearing her current favorite—a yellow-gold sixteen-gauge curved bar, with tiny cone-shaped spikes on either end. “Yes?” he finally answers. What a lot of fuss about a tiny piercing. “Well, so what if she wanted a tattoo?” Emma presses. “Like. Just a little one. You wouldn’t have her sneak around and go to some scratcher, would you? You’d take her yourself and stuff. Since you know people in the industry. That'd be the right thing to do, yeah?” Castiel’s eyebrows rise. Claire smiles, smug and pleased with herself. “Um. That’s… I don’t…” he flounders. “What the hell. Kiddo, I told you ‘no,’ so now you’re tryin’ to get your friends’ parents to tell you 'Yes?'” a warm, deep voice growls over Castiel’s shoulder. “What’s the matter with you?” (In which tattoo artist Castiel meets the man of his dreams at his teenage daughter's school night.)

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