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[gonehunting]

Who: Dean and Sam Winchester, maybe a nerdy angel
When: Evening, right after Dean leaves Buffy's
Where: Downtowner Motel
What: Dean returns to feed Sammy with squished Doublemeat awesomeness, a soggy salad, and gossip about the cutest chick in town. Who may or may not be an evil demon they'll have to kill

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[deanisajerk]

Sam was just about to head for the door when Dean finally busted through, looking clearly a little too excited about something. Sam had no idea what Dean could have already gotten himself into at this point since they'd been in town for all of five seconds, but he'd done something. Sam placed his hands in his pockets and shrugged his shoulders, watching Dean with curiosity

[gonehunting]

Dean continued to sift through the bag, not looking up until he had the neatly packed gay little salad in his hand. He held it out a moment, while he glanced to Sam with a look of mock hurt. "Dude," he began, before suppressing a scoff, as if he even had a right to be offended here, "Come on

[deanisajerk]

Sam stared at the salad in Dean's hand, pondering over how much of the "salad" in the plastic container was actually healthy, considering it came from a restaurant called Doublemeat Palace. He weighed the pros and cons of consuming the leafy green stuff, ultimately making the choice to eat it because he was just that hungry...and figured maybe he'd score some good boy points with Dean if he ate it. Life was all about sacrifice. Without any sort of complaint or even putting up the puppy face, Sam took the salad and opened it

[gonehunting]

Dean paused in his careful application of ketchup to the mushed clump of deliciousness he soon planned to devour with a disapproving frown. "What's wrong with a name like Buffy?" He actually was able to look quite serious, despite him thinking pretty much the same exact things Sam no doubt was now thinking himself.

"But that's half right. She kicked ass, just not mine....and..." Dean paused, biting at the corner of his lip before breaking into an all too telling smirk. "I'm pretty sure she wanted to have the Winchester charm laid all over her, but y'know-- her kid sister had to go and come home."

With that, Dean leaned back in his chair, brought the mushed sandwich up to his lips. As soon as he had shoved a large bite into his mouth, his eyes rolled shut, as he moaned out a "Mm!" Who thought that two types of meat, topped with even MORE meat, the bacon, would be able to make him be this happy...?