Demon Huters

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"You four all won't fit in my car, so we'll have to walk," Dean said.

"He's picky about his car. He loves it. That thing is his baby," Sam said.

"We can walk. We can manage. Right, guys?" the Doctor asked while the three of his tagalongs nodded.

"What do you do for a living?" Dean asked the four of them.

"I like baking," Clara said.

"I dapple to and fro in traveling," the Doctor said.

"I investigate crimes but I'm not a part of any type of group," Sherlock said. "I'm a consulting detective."

"And I'm with Sherlock," John added. "I'm his blogger."

"So, Sherlock," Sam began, "you're like Dean and I, in a way. We hunt stuff."

"Hunt? Like, hunt animals?" Sherlock asked.

"Better than animals. Creatures," Dean added. "We hunt demons, the supernatural things."

"Oh! I love creatures!" the Doctor exclaimed. "Like the Daleks, and the Cybermen!"

Dean and Sam gave him an odd look.

"Daleks? Cybermen? What is that?" Dean asked.

"Oh, nothing," the Doctor said. "But you hunt demons, yes? I guess we all do a little investigating. So, when's the tour starting?"

"Forget the tour," Sam said looking behind the four British people. "Hey, Dean, where did that blue telephone booth come from? I've never seen it before."

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