Over time, he became Sam and Dean’s best friend. One day, I came home from the supermarket. I walked in and Dean wasn’t there.
“Where’s Dean?” I asked Sam.
“I dunno,” Sam groggily replied. I could tell that he was seriously… well… not sober. Right then, Dean walked in the door. Apparently he could tell that something was wrong with Sam. He started yelling at him. Cursing here, cursing there! Holy crap! I had never heard that kind of language in my life. Sam didn’t seem to care.
At the end of Dean’s loooonnnggg lecture, he said, “You’re bossy. And short.”
Dean was the short one compared to Sam. Dean was 6’2’’ and Sam was 6’4’’! Sam often was referred to as a moose or a sasquatch. Anyway, when Sam got sobered up again, which took a while, we went to get Castiel. Dean started yelling at Cas like he did to Sam.
Cas rebelled back by saying, “I pulled you out of perdition, I can throw you back in.”
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My Story of the Supernatural and the Natural
FanficThis is an unfinished fanfiction about Supernatural. I know, I know, i messed up the seasons, but this is just for fun! Hope you enjoy! 2 comments for next chapter
