20th Hunt [Accidental Video] I know I must have left some traces
One job! Take care of Sammy and you managed to mess it up
Dad--Sir-I didn't-Sam's alright. He's--
Alright? Since when the hell do you define alright as having Lucifer inside his head? Dean, I thought I could trust you. I thought if you managed to screw everything else up in this world at least you'd get that one job right. You let me down.
[Dean looks down to the ground, swallowing hard. When he speaks its more mumbled than anything]
I'm sorry, Sir.
Yeah well sorry doesn't fix this and it doesn't fix Sam. Everything's still screwed up and I'm still disappointed. I can't step in everytime you screw up to clean up your mess, Dean.
I know that, Sir. I don't expect you--
Don't expect it? And yet here I am, cleaning up your mess. Again.
It was the best plan at the time, Sir.
The best plan? You're telling me the best plan you could come up with was letting your Baby Brother get possessed by Lucifer? Boy, what the hell have you been doing since I've been gone? Do I have to hold your hand for every hunt?
[Dean's jaw goes tight. The muscles in his neck are tense. He shakes his head sharply]
No, Sir. I'll take care-I'll take better care of him next time.
You see that you do that. Now I'm going to check the Impala. If you can't be trusted with your brother I hate to see the mess you've gotten my car into.
[Dean stays behind, watching as his father leaves the room. Once he's gone he just sits down on the bed, staring at the floor between her feet]
[ooc: yup he's cursed. I wasn't going to because he's been busy but it was too tempting]
Dad--Sir-I didn't-Sam's alright. He's--
Alright? Since when the hell do you define alright as having Lucifer inside his head? Dean, I thought I could trust you. I thought if you managed to screw everything else up in this world at least you'd get that one job right. You let me down.
[Dean looks down to the ground, swallowing hard. When he speaks its more mumbled than anything]
I'm sorry, Sir.
Yeah well sorry doesn't fix this and it doesn't fix Sam. Everything's still screwed up and I'm still disappointed. I can't step in everytime you screw up to clean up your mess, Dean.
I know that, Sir. I don't expect you--
Don't expect it? And yet here I am, cleaning up your mess. Again.
It was the best plan at the time, Sir.
The best plan? You're telling me the best plan you could come up with was letting your Baby Brother get possessed by Lucifer? Boy, what the hell have you been doing since I've been gone? Do I have to hold your hand for every hunt?
[Dean's jaw goes tight. The muscles in his neck are tense. He shakes his head sharply]
No, Sir. I'll take care-I'll take better care of him next time.
You see that you do that. Now I'm going to check the Impala. If you can't be trusted with your brother I hate to see the mess you've gotten my car into.
[Dean stays behind, watching as his father leaves the room. Once he's gone he just sits down on the bed, staring at the floor between her feet]
[ooc: yup he's cursed. I wasn't going to because he's been busy but it was too tempting]