Title: Sex and Pizza
Disclaimer: Me no own, you no sue
Warning: Wincest; language
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John smirks at the demon, he already has it trapped and now he's gloating.
"You know," the demon begins, the young man's face cocked to the side. "Mary would kill you for what you've done to her boys."
John's smirk faded, but the rest of him is still. Dangerously still.
"And what's that?" John asks, pretending to he doesn't know the answer.
The demon grins wide, flashing young Billy O'Brien's perfect white teeth. "You fucked those boys up good. Molding them just for each other. Sam the moral little bookworm and Dean - oh, Dean- your twisted and horny little soldier. Tell me, John, what's it like to have to stare in Mary's eyes every. Single. Night?"
John's fist connected squarely with the demon's jaw, illiciting loud guffaws.
"You fucked them up, Johnny!" the demon shouted.
John began to chant.
"Mary would kill you if she could see what you've done to her boys!"
John spoke ouder as things began to fly around the room.
"Did you know that Dean fucks your little Sammy every night you're gone? Did you know that, Johnny-boy?"
John is shouting now and he pretends to not hear a thing.
"Fucked them up!" the demon is cackling before he begins to scream.
John finishes the exorcism with an angry shout. When he gets back to the motel room and his boys, just like he pretended to not hear the demon, he now pretends the room didn't smell like sex and pizza.
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