[Oh look! It's another video of Dean eating himself sick. This time instead of pie he's got a plethora of fried food spread out in front of him. Yes that includes fried pie. Duh. He's reclined back in the booth, one hand on his stomach, cheeks chipmunked out and still chewing]

Oh God.

I swear--[Yes he is almost breathless speaking]The City is ( Read more... )

[Dean standing in a throng of girls. He's got both hands out and he's trying to make some space for himself.]

Alright, ladies. If you'll just step back, give me your names and we'll go from there. There's plenty of me to go around.

[One girl shoves her way through and hands him a marker. She pulls aside the strap of her tank top.]Why yes, I will ( Read more... )

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 ( Read more... )

[Unsurprisingly Dean is in the Impala. It's parked right now and he's playing Metallica on the cassette player. He's got the device kind of pointed up from the seat but he's not looking at it. He's staring somewhere near the floorboard and absently drumming on the steering wheel with both fingers. Clearly he meant to turn the device on, he's just ( Read more... )

[The device is abruptly turned on by a slim, feminine hand hitting it. The hand grabs it up and get out of bed. Clearly the person carrying the device is wearing a worn Metallica tee shirt and a pair of boxer shorts. The person walks into the bathroom, sets the device on the sink and the sound of rustling clothes can be heard a moment before]Holy ( Read more... )

[The device is sitting on an end table and it shows Dean snuggled up with his arms around a tiny blonde. Both the blonde and Dean are clothed. In fact he's taken to sleeping in sweats.]

Dean, Sweetheart, it's time to wake up.

[Dean snuffles a bit, yawns and untangles himself from the blonde but he doesn't sit up just yet. He's used to being ( Read more... )

[The video shows Dean slouching in a booth. The table is literally covered with empty plates. The plates have crumbs, smudges and occasionally a stray edge of pie crust. Dean has one hand on his stomach, the other over his forehead. He's making some very content grumbling noises.]

Whoever said 'my eyes were bigger than my stomach' can go fuck

Alright. So we're all pretty aware shit's gotten real. Stay inside and according to the lore [Yes he's talking about the bible] if you go get one of those lambs, kill it and smear some blood over a doorway, you oughta be safe. I know. Poor friggin' lamb. Gotta say given the choice between saving a lamb and saving my own very pretty ass I'm gonna ( Read more... )

[There's an outraged Dean. He's mostly pacing and looking outraged with a side of horrified]

You people are sick, sick mother fuckers and considering where I spent my summer vacation, that's saying a lot.

Okay first of all? He's my brother

Second of all? I like chicks.

Third because it needs to be friggin' repeated, he's my brotherAnd moving on ( Read more... )