Supernatural Imagines and Stories

Girly Stuff

   You were rushing around the bathroom, trying to get the rest of your make up on. You groaned in frustration when you realized you were out of mascara and eye primer. You tapped your chin, not really wanting to get out but seriously needing your items. Like a stroke of luck, Dean popped his head in the doorway. "Hey, beautiful, Sammy and me are going on a supply run. You need anything?" You grinned. "Yeah can you grab me some mascara and eye primer?" Dean's face was absolutely priceless. "Huh?" You laughed and shook your head. "Need me to write that down slick?" He looked insulted and shoved himself off the doorframe. "Pft, no. Piece of pie." You could only smirk.

   You were busy cleaning up your room when Dean's ringtone sang. Giggling, you slid your finger across the screen. "Hey there. You okay?" Your goofball's voice came through the other end. "Code blue, hostile territory, aborting mission. There's too many enemy products." You couldn't hold back a smile. "Dude what are you talking about?" You could hear his sigh of frustration. "I don't even know where to begin ___. What the heck are these?" You could only imagine what he had picked up. "Dean, focus. Mascara and eye primer." He breathed. "Okay, okay. What brand do you even use?" You had been using some knock off brand, but you needed better solutions. "Ummm just grab me NYX, please." A deep chuckle came from the other end. "You know, if you changed a couple letters, you'd have something even better." You slapped a hand over your mouth, trying to stifle your laugh. "Dean! Look focus, you child. Walk to the section that says NYX and grab the first mascara you see. I'll grab the primer later. Lord knows you'll be there for an hour trying to find it." He sighed in relief. "I love you so much babe. I'll be home soon and I'll pick you up a Starbucks for not making me do this." You chuckled and shifted the phone. "It better be chocolate." You hung up the phone and continued jamming and cleaning.