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Happy Belated Birthday to Emma, who I wrote smol fic for!! I think I might write more, but this is for you bby! Happy belated birthday and happy halloween!

The economy broke after the world’s population hit 11 billion, when food prices soared upwards and anarchy led the streets. The riots started after a public announcement from the president that the government was implementing a ration situation.

Dean Winchester was at work when it happened, and his poor little keptboy, Castiel, was at their apartment, a wealthy skyrise with huge windows that looked down on the riots as people raided grocery stores. Wine moms were hitting over the heads of people to get to bread aisles, barbeque dads raising the hardware shops and yanking guns and knives out of the WalMarts, teenagers snatching up candies off the bottom shelves of grocery stores.

Of course, Dean called Cas, warning him not to leave the house and that he should lock the door and take away the key that was under the mat, and of course Cas did that. He, with a sad air of worry and calmness, made dinner and packed each of them a bag, setting them by the door. He put dinner out on fancy plates and garnished the spaghetti with basil, before bringing in his flower boxes from outside that sat on the windows.

When Dean came home he had a few scratches on his face and bruised knuckles that Cas quickly tended to with bandages, neosporin, and ice, and giving Dean his dinner, the two of them eating quietly, listening to the sounds coming from the streets.

“After everything dies down,” Dean had said, “We’re going to go to a bunker that was built a while ago and stay there until everything gets back to normal.”

Cas had simply nodded, “I packed us bags already.”

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