"I see you're back after that hissy fit," says Dean.
"Oh shut up."
I walk over to where he and Sam are sitting.
"So, what are you doing this time?" I ask.
"We're telling Jay to meet us here, and he doesn't know it's us," says Dean.
"Why?" I question.
"We're going to beat him up, then throw his clothes in a tree."
"What?! But-"
"But what?"
"Nevermind. Okay."
"He agreed to come here!" Says Sam.
After about half an hour Jay arrives. When he sees us, he freezes. We walk towards him, and he still doesn't move.
Dean reaches him first, and punches him in the face. Sam joins him soon after, and they both harm him in any way they can think of. "Alright Mike, time to man up and hurt him," says Dean. I step on his arm, until I think it's about to crack. Then I kick him in the gut, which causes him to puke.
"Well it seems as though you've ruined your clothes. I guess you won't be needing them anymore," says Sam, as he rips Jay's pants off. Dean gets his shirt, and they throw his clothing high up in tree branches.
I feel sick.
