001. [location: lobby] Lesson One: Ask Before Teleporting
Dean Winchester was not in a good mood.
He felt quite justified in that bad mood. He had a feeling that anyone who had just watch their baby brother, whom he had looked after his entire life, throw himself into Hell and drag his other brother along with him while being worn by two angelic douchebags would be allowed to be saying that they were having a bad day. Add to the fact that Dean was forced to promise that he wouldn’t do anything to stop the whole throwing into Hell thing or fix it afterwards and sent off to Indiana to pretend like it had never happened, and you might even be a little pissed.
Toss in that the same angelic asshats who started the whole mess felt the need to kidnap him-again-and transport him somewhere else, and Dean has had just about enough.
“No, I don’t want a goddamn fucking phone. I want to go home.” He threw whatever it was the woman at the front desk was shoving into his hand to the other side of the room, not really caring if he heard it break or not, and glaring at her. “I want to talk to your boss, and I want to do it right now.”
Dean did not like the answer he got to that question.
“You know what-I’ll do it my goddamn self.” He stepped away from the desk and angled his eyes up to the ceiling, giving it a nice even glare as he started.
“HEY! Listen the fuck up right now, because I’m only going to say this once. I am not doing you anymore goddamn favors. I’m done, got it? I was done when both of my brothers got dragged into Hell. I am not going to let myself be yanked around like your fucking puppet on a string, and I swear to the bastard you call God that if I don’t get sent home right fucking now I will kill every single one of you spinless, soulless, winged sons of bitches if it’s the last goddamn thing I do. You got me?”
He paused, just to see what kind of response he was getting, before continuing with the conversation.
“Send. Me. Home. Now.”
And yes, he will stand there waiting for an answer. Because he’s that kind of guy.