[Author-type person clears her throat, nervously.] Um... yeah. That's about all I have to say about this. :P
No spoilers, can fit into any season, just about anywhere. It's in play format, in case you've never seen that before. I don't know why I did it like that. (I probably didn't even do it right).
Of course this show does not belong to me... did I ever say it did? Oh. Well, uh... I was just joking. :P
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"When Sam says, 'Do the laundry,' he means it"
The boys enter a ratty motel room from outdoors, Sam heavily supporting Dean. Dean is injured, gore pretty much all over. Sam helps him to a chair and then crosses to the duffel bag, which is set on the bed nearest the foreground. He unzips it and pulls out a first aid kit.
Sam: [takes out bloody, old bandage. He holds it out in disgust, away from himself.] Uh, Dean. If you're going to insist on getting roughed up all the time, make sure you clean the bandages.
Dean: [looks at bandages through non-bloodied eye] It was your turn.
Sam:[flings the bandage back in the kit, with disgust] Whatever. [Takes out Dean's favorite t-shirt from duffel]
Dean: [Starts, eyes widening in worry] Hey...! [Makes it to his feet, then falls flat. Cries out weakly.] Nooo!
Sam: [Rips the shirt, with a satisfied smirk, and bandages up his near-unconscious brother] There. All better.
Dean: [Whimper]
End