Happy Birthday to
pen37! Hope you had a great day!
In honor of your birthday, I made a little drabble for you.
Summary: Spring cleaning goes wrong and Chloe learns a valuable lesson.
"I warned you," she seethed quietly as they walked down the darkened street. "I told you a million times to be careful. I did everything short of 'Don't touch, Dean, or you'll get a time out'..."
"It's not that bad," Dean said, trying to get Chloe to calm down. He glanced around, hoping no one was listening in. But then again, it seemed everyone was inside for the night.
"Not that bad?" She repeated in disbelief. Chloe scoffed, stopping and turning to face him. "Look at me! I'm wearing a corset."
"Chlo..."
She frowned. "Dean, he called me 'Little Lady'"
"It's a term of respect."
Chloe rolled her eyes, pulling the shawl further around her shoulders. "It's demeaning."
"Okay, It's demeaning. But, how many times do you get to visit the real Old West?" Dean said, a smile creeping onto his face. "Let's look at it as a....a... learning experience."
"Oh, I learned something all right."
"What?"
"Not to let you into The Vault anymore."