"I'm like hey, wazz up hello..." you sang along with Fetty as you blared trap Queen out of the sprakers in your uncle Bobby's house. He was gone somewhere with the Winchesters and you had the house to yourself, which meant no pants and loud music. You danced around as you felt joy arise in your heart. You'd been stuck with Bobby's music for a week and you needed this trap music to cleanse your soul and re-align your chakras and all that.
"I be in the kitchen making pies with my baby-" you spun around and then made a strangled, shocked noise as you saw Bobby, the Winchester boys and Castiel all staring at you in amusement from the kitchen door.
"This is what you listen to?" Bobby asked in disgust. He looked so disappointed in your taste in music that it would of been funny had you had pants on.
"That, was beautiful." Dean slow clapped and you glared at him, still frozen.
"Um, so for how long have you been there for?" You asked as you edged behind a counter to hide your ninja turtle boxers.
"Long enough." Bobby shook his head and he, Cas and Sam all filed out.
"What the hell, I'm never coming back from that." You muttered to Dean as you carried on singing along to the last part of the song.
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