A night out ...

Disclaimer: I own nothing except my twisted mind

Sam just can't stay angry with Dean for long ...

 

Sam frowned at the sprawled wreck, face down in the pillow, arm dangling limply into the bucket beside the bed. He folded his arms angrily.

"Good night last night?"

"Guh …"

"Dude?"

"G'way …"

"Why do you have a pair of panties on your head?"

"Guuuuh …"

"Is there any connection between those and the traffic cone on the Impala's roof?"

"Leemelone …"

"Dude, the Bar Manager said you puked in his aquarium."

"fishies …"

"And he wants to know if it was you that shaved his wife's Pomeranian?"

"S'my?"

"What dude?"

"bish …"

"Jerk!"

xxxxx