Supernatural meets Zeppelin

So here's your gift

Dean examined the ticket for a while trying to get all the information about the date, place and situation.

- ...1975 you say- Dean looked up at Sammy, - well, dad's 21 by now and...-he stopped for a while looking back at the ticket- and he's gonna marry mom in 3 months.

Sam chuckled.

-Listen, man, I didn't have much time to decide so i just picked a random date, and i checked the reviews on the concert, they were all quite positive. Besides, they're far in Lawrence now. And we're here for only two or three nights. 

 Dean was smiling like a dork, sitting on the bed, trying hardly not to break in tears from happiness.

- So...any plans 'till evening?- Sam asked.

Dean sighed and stood up.

-We have a whole lotta time to wander around the city, as long as we're gonna groove, y'know, maybe buy some stuff and try out our British accents, now shall we- Dean switched his accent with the last phrase which came out so cringy, you could tell by Sam's face. Also he was only hoping Dean would stop using quotes from Zepp songs cause if not he was ready to dig his own grave from then on.

- Oh no, not the last one please...Dean uh, are you sure you're okay after the ...teleport?

-You kidding, Sammy? Never've been more pepped up in my whole life. I feel like a kid right now.

- Good. Keep that for the evening.

- Ookay now, get your stuff and ramble on!- Dean left the room with that. Okay this pun thing was really annoying. Sam was standing in the middle of the room, annoyed but clearly not mad.

The sound of Impala audible from the outside was followed by Dean yelling-

-Sammy why are you standing there all dazed and confused, come on!- "Okay now, wheres the shovel". Sam made a grumpy moose sound and locked the door, following his old brother.