Dean hadn't actually been serious about the spaghettios and Lucky Charms at the same time. Still, they constituted, like, half of what he actually knew how to prepare, and neither of them took very long, so he made up two bowls of each and set out a plate of the brownies he'd snagged from Logan, singing along to the Doors as he went.

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Dean was back out by the Impala, though he was currently only leaning his hands against the roof and looking at the thing, mostly lost in thought. He didn't even have the radio on.

He was being ridiculous. His family didn't hate him, he knew that, no matter what the djinn would've had him believe. Sam probably had a great reason for skipping ( Read more... )