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"Hey Dean, What do you get when you cross a Werewolf and a Vampire? A fur coat that fangs around your neck."
Dean groans and shoots Sam a withering glance. Sam sighs, leans back on his bed, and looks at the Halloween movie that is on the hotel TV. After a few minutes, Sam looks back at Dean.
"Hey Dean?"
"What is it now Sammy?" Dean groans from where he's laying on the other bed.
"What is a Vampire's favourite Sport? Casketball!" Sam face adorns a cheeky smile. Dean chuckles.
"Bitch."
"Jerk."