Siren's Pull

 [ATTENTIONS, CITIZENS. AND NEWCOMERS. AND WHOEVER ELSE MAY BE WATCHING.

DO NOT ADJUST YOUR NV'S.

Despite the fact that the world is spinning around pretty rapidly. I mean, that's kinda weird, right, but no, it's okay. Things are perfectly fine. That's just a roulette wheel.

Why is an NV on a roulette well? Well... It's attached to a cat who is currently on a roulette wheel and that is a very long story. If you listen closely, you can hear him yelling and throwing a hissy fit. He is just not happy right now. And all that jarring movement makes it hard to see what's going on.

And then it stops, but since the NV is on Meowth's wrists and he's currently dizzily trying to get his bearings.]

What's th' big idea, wise guy?

You're cheatin', that's what. [Some voice offscreen. Meowth begins flailing his arms, which means YAY SEIZURE VISION.]

WHO YOU CALLIN' A CHEAT? [There's silent and the NV is thankfully covered up, because Meowth just crossed his arms. No more nausea vision, but you can still hear.] But if youse guys just hand me my winnin's, I won't tell nobody what a buncha lousy poker players you are.

[Except he just told the entire network.

Oops.

A half second later, there's more screaming, blurred images, and a sudden thud. And then darkness. But not silence.]

AND STAY OUT, YOU MANGY CAT.

[....Yeah, Meowth's just gotten thrown out on his face. He clambers to his feet and shouts.] YEAH?! Well, you're a establishment's a joke, you lamebrains! 

[Annnd that sound is someone getting smacked in the face with a large bag of singles.

And then the feed times out.]

 [Well, Meowth's definitely not afraid to be his normal catlike self all over the network now. He may have lost a boss, but he gained a small gang... And he still has Caster to work for. Life is pretty frickin' sweet. 

And yet... He is definitely missing something.

Currently, he's positioned in the window of a fancy jewelry store that's all done up for Valentine's Day, wildly gesticulating to one of the members of his gang who apparently wouldn't know good taste if it bit him in the back pocket. Such is the life of a cat who can't just waltz into jewelry stores on his own and slap down a couple of c-notes. Eesh.

After a second, he sighs in an exasperated manner and focuses on the NV.]

I think this'll be the first year I actually got a reason to celebrate Valentine's Day. [A little laugh and then he pauses and starts flailing at the window.] Hey! Not that one, you lug! She's a lady, not some cheap floozy! Use your head a little! [Another sigh and then he mutters.] At least Jessie and James had some class.  

[Okay, so his life is missing a couple of things, but he's convincing himself that he never would have succeeded if Jessie and James were here, even if... His successes are pure dumb luck. Because shut up.

The feed clicks off. And then clicks back on. With a filter.]

[Private to John Winchester]

Listen, pal, I'm only gonna say this once, 'cause next time I gotta say it, I won't be so polite-like. Go apologize t' Mary and do somethin' nice for her or else.