Summery: Sam has enough of the "Heat of the Moment." Mystery spot fic.
"It was the heat of the moment showing you what my heart meant it was the heat of the moment." He had enough of this, enough of this song, enough of everything! He might not be able to stop this damn loop, but he could stop this stupid song. He swung out of bed and distantly heard.
"Rise and shine Sam-" he punched the stupid radio and then threw it to the ground. The stupid song was still playing!
"Sam what are you doing?" Dean voice was closer, concerned and alarmed, but he wasn't going to give up not til it stopped playing, not til it was in pieces. He stomped on it and the stupid song was still playing! Stupid durable radio! Sam went to their weapons bag and pulled out a shot gun it certainly wouldn't last long if he shot it with this.
"Sam your not going to shot a radio!" Dean shouted even more alarmed. Dean was right, gun fire would attract attention and probably would misfire into Dean somehow, it had happened before. Sam instead walked to the radio and used the shotgun as a club and smashed it until the music stopped playing. He hit it several times more for good measure then stopped, and then turned around and put the gun back into the bag.
"What the hell was that about!" Sam looked down at the busted radio, it would be whole again tomorrow but for now for the whole day it wouldn't play it he had won for today.
"I hate that song." Sam said then went to go brush his teeth leaving a very confused Dean behind.