*Sam and Dean are already there, carefully looking through the burnt remains. Since they are covering as FBI, theyre now in charge of the scene, meaning that poor Artie has to wait until theyre finished.*
Dean: *Crouching down, wearing gloves, looking under a burnt plank of wood.* Sam, come here.
Sam: *Carefully walks over, watching where hes stepping.* Yeah?
Dean: Sulfur. Looks like some demons came to play.
Sam: *Sighs.* Im getting really tired with dealing with demons.
Dean: Me too, Sammy. Lets continue looking for evidence.
Sam: *Smells something weird. Picks up some ashes, and gently smells them.* Flowers? What the hells going on here?
Dean: Beats me. *Looks through things until he finds the point of where the fire started.* Looks like whoever did this knows how to cover their tracks. They made it look like an electrical fire. *Makes sure to let Sam know this.*
Sam: *Walks over with a bag that holds the trip wire.* Look at what I managed to find.
Dean: Nice job, Sam. Did you find anything else.
Sam: Not really. *They search thoroughly before allowing Artie to take over.*
Artie: *Smirking. Has a paint brush and a can of white paint at his side as he paints illegible words on the side of the impala. Chuckles at his handy work and adds in a cartoonish picture of a growling corgi.*
Sean: And you yell at everyone who makes the corgi reference.
Artie: Doesnt help when you call me that. *Steps back to admire his handiwork.* I must say, this is a major improvement.
Dean: *Stops in his tracks when he sees the Impala.* That had better wash off, or I am gonna kill him! *Licks his thumb, and rubs off some of the paint. Sighs with relief.* Thank god!
Sam: *Held his breath until he saw that the paint can be washed off.* Thats a good thing. We cant have you trying to kill Artie, or wed have all of Monstrum after us. I, for one, dont want that happening.
Dean: Its just an expression, Sam! *Gets into the drivers seat.* Yeah, that would be messy, but hey, at least wed be resurrected. Again.
Sam: True.
Artie: *Smirks at Dean and snaps his fingers. In an instant hundreds of crows start to flock towards the impala from the woods. Some land just near the car at first. Then slowly they start to land on the car covering it.*
Dean: *Stares in horror as the birds start to use the car as their own personal bathroom.*
Sean: So thats why the jackass with the nice car always gets bird poop on it. *Laughing.* This is great!
Artie: My crime scene, not yours.
Dean: She called us, not you, so yeah, it is our scene!
Artie: Excuse me, but who the hell spent 4 years of college to get this damn degree? Who spends half his nights working instead of sleeping to keep a city safe from injustice? Me, so go screw yourself!
Sean: *Applauds.* Letting him off the leash was so worth it!
Dean: *Peels off to go find a car wash.* Asshole!
*Some of the crows try to stay on the car but end up being shook off and fly away cawing angrily, leaving Artie and Sean to laugh at the trouble theyve caused.*
Artie: *Holding one of the crows on his arm and stroking its chin fondly.*
Dean: What is wrong with that guy!?
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Random Supernatural RP, Part 1
FanfictionThis is a Supernatural RP that I worked on with one of my friends. I apologize if there are any errors and inconsistencies, for I didn't have time to go through the entirety of this to fix them. That being said this might contain spoilers, nonethele...
