Dean Sam, I swear to fucking god.

Sam Thats not very nice Dean

Dean Fuck you, I'm a demon. I don't have to be nice.

Sam You're gonna have to be nice you you want to get out of that devils trap.

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Sam Dont make me get the spray bottle

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Dean *is Summoned*

Dean Sam?

Dean Why did you summon me downstairs?

Sam We're out of food

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Sam *Summons Dean in the bathroom*

Sam We're out of toilet paper.

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Sam Why are you crying

Dean I cant get into baby!

Sam oh, yeah, wards

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Dean *accidentally eats something with salt*

Dean WHY DID I THINK THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA

Dean I DON'T EVEN EAT

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Dean *eyes flicker black, one at a time, staring intently at Sam*

Sam Dean

Sam What?

Dean Morse code, Sammy.

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Crowley So, Squirrel, buddy, demon chum

Dean SAMMY GET THE SPRAY BOTTLE