This is nice…really nice. Hmmm…Oh crap…What do I do now? Do I stop? Keep going? Wait for him to pull away? Shelby decided to be a sheep for once and follow Sam's lead. He continued so she continued. "Hey! You two get a room!" Dean said as he led Harley inside the house.
Shelby and Sam both looked at Dean and then looked at the ground. Shelby slipped her hands back in her pockets and looked at the ground. Sam took her hand and led her inside to see what Dean and Harley were up to.
As soon as Sam and Shelby walked through the door, Uncle Bobby was standing in the living room talking to the group. "So, I assume that you called the angry spirit in Texas and it agreed to salt and burn its own bones," Uncle Bobby said looking at both Sam and Dean.
Dean cleared his throat, "We are going to call Father McClain and tell him we will be a day later. Shelby will need at least a night to make a to do list of what they need to do and then actually do it before we leave bright and early in the morning." Dean said the last part to Shelby. Everyone in the room knew that this was a question not a statement.
Shelby looked at Harley. Harley cocked an eyebrow and glared at Shelby. "Ummm…yeah…sure…" is all Shelby could get out before she walked away from the group.
A little while later, Harley was standing in front of the open washer in a small room at the back of the house. "Shelby! Do you have anything to put in the pink load?!" Harley hollered.
"I don't own anything pink!" Shelby hollered back to Harley.
"Then bring your red stuff down."
"You girls do your laundry by colors?" Dean asked Harley as he stepped into the room.
"Well…we do four loads. One of jeans, one of whites, one of reds and pinks, and one of all the other colors," Harley explained as she pointed to all of the piles.
"Right…and Shelby let's you to laundry?" Dean asked with a smirk.
"Laundry is one of my three domestic abilities," Harley stated sweetly.
"What is your other two abilities?" Dean asked still smirking.
"You'll find out tonight," Harley said with a smirk and then left the room.
Shelby walked into the room right after Harley left. Dean was still leaned against the dryer with a shocked facial expression. Shelby started to add her clothes to the washer as Dean stepped out of the room. There you go Harley. Always leaving them mesmerized and wanting more. Even if her other two domestic abilities include chopping food and sex.
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The next day the Impala was loaded with the girls stuff and all four were standing on the porch saying their goodbyes to Bobby.
"Thanks for breakfast," Dean said as he stuffed a sausage biscuit in his mouth.
"Bye Uncle Bobby," Harley and Shelby said in unison as they each kissed one of his cheeks.
"See you around Bobby," Sam said as he headed to the car.
"So is this how its gonna be? My kids only come home to do laundry and eat?" Bobby laughed, "You kids be careful. Girls you had better play nice, and boys you hurt them and I'll have to hurt, you got it?"
The response was a resounding "Yes Sir." As the group got in the Impala and drove away.