As Dean stood in front of Heaven and Hell Academy, he started to wonder if this was a good idea or not. Pretending to be something that could kill him wasn’t a good idea, but Dean knew that this academy was the best in the world, and definitely the best place for him. So, even if he ended up dead, at least he knew he had the smarts of a supernatural being.
With a smirk on his face- he had to play the part of a demon, right?- Dean walked into the academy. He was greeted with open arms- er, rather, a pair of giant, black wings in his face.
“Hey!” he yelled as soon as he spat the feathers out of his mouth. It was no use, however, because the angel was already gone.
Dean took a good look around him and noticed that there was a line for registration. Not only that, but it was, like, eons long. “Better get in line now,” he muttered, sidestepping in front of an angel getting into line. Dean stood behind a pretty red-headed angel with an impressive pair of white w