Picture to Burn
Summary: "It was fun while it lasted!" That's it, all he said, how dare he!?
Warnings: Crack, pure, unadulterated crack.
"We had some great times together babe, it was fun while it lasted!" – with this said, Dean Winchester walked away, the swagger in his steps not as attractive anymore to the blonde gal who stood there, gaping at his retreating back.
"You will regret this Dean!" – the words bounced off his ears, much as they always did. This is who he was, he wasn't going to change, no matter how good a fuck she was.
"Those were his words!" – exclaimed Taylor, blue eyes red rimmed, tears marking her white cheeks.
"It'll be alright, hun, he was an asshole, anyway." – the blonde girl shot a venomous glare at her friend.
"He will regret doing this to me."
Dean grinned, it was a good day. No demons to hunt down, no angels nagging him about the goddamned apocalypse, all was good. His slim fingers reached down to turn on the radio, eyes bright at the prospect of some old school rock and roll. The radio clicked on.
'By the way, I hate that stupid old pick-up truck you never let me drive…'
Dean reared back as if physically struck, his hand grabbing at his heart, mouth agape.
"THAT BITCH!"
A/N: So, this little plot bunny came to me last night when I was at work. 'What if Dean Winchester broke up with Taylor Swift and Picture to Burn was dedicated to him?' I'd imagine he'd be very offended she insulted his baby, the Impala is NOT a pick up truck, how dare she? So yeah, here you go! Ta-da!
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