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WOW: fancy. There's a downside to the Winchesters' giving their friends a key to the bunker …
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Drawn by the delicious aroma of bacon, the Winchesters headed toward the bunker's kitchen from their respective bedrooms to be met by Charlie placing two loaded plates on the table.
"Hey guys, thanks for letting me stay!"
Their eyes bulged in awe.
"It's a 'full English breakfast', Charlie announced; "sausage, bacon, mushrooms, fried tomato, baked beans, fried eggs, fried potatoes, fried bread, and a mug of tea." Ketch gave me the idea."
"So, that fancypants, stiff-assed limey sonofabitch is good for something then," Dean mumbled gleefully through hamster-cheeks bulging with sausage.
Hamster-cheeks which rapidly reddened as Charlie giggled.
"He's right behind me, isn't he," Dean groaned.
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