Son of a bitch? Son of a bitch...
A single manly son of a bitch tear ran down Dean's face.
"Son.... Of a bitch."
Sam worryingly looked at the son of a bitch state he was in, "So get this," he said as he stroked Dean's cheek with a large parrot feather.
Son of a bitch, son of a bitch- son, of a bitch.
Castiel put his hand on the shoulder of Dean and looked deeply into his eyes, "I am an angel of the lord."
"So, get, this?" Sam offered, but Dean shook his head.
"I am an angel of the lord?" Cas suggested.
They all look over at the sun (of a bitch) expanding pink and orange rays amongst the horizon, the clouds seeming to whisper in their ears, "Son of a bitch," and it was quite the son of a bitch.
Sam sprouted dragon wings and starting quacking so he could squat down to poop out golden bananas. Son of a bitch- son of a bitch.
"Son of a bitch?" Dean asked, his tone still showing worry.
"I am an angel of the lord," Castiel assured him as he violently mad soup.
Son of a bitch..... Of bitch son a. Son of a bitch? Son, of a, bitch.
"So get this," Sam whispered as they agreed to pack up the avocados and move out to Bobby's potato plantation in the taco republic. "Idjits," they last told him.
Son of a bitch.
Son......... Of a bitch.
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Son of a Bitch
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