DEMON'S BEST FRIEND
WOW: blow. Demon Dean wants a pet, and no whiny little bro' is going to stop him from having one.
Part 1
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
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"No Dean."
"This ain't a discussion Sammy, I'm keepin' him."
"No you're not."
"Yes I am, George is stayin'."
"You called it George?"
"He – Sammy – yes, he's called George."
"But Dean …"
"Anyhow, I don't know why you're makin' such a fuss, bitch, you always wanted a dog."
"A dog Dean; not a goddamn hellhound."
"Whatever. I'm a demon and I want a hellhound and George is staying."
"Dean, he's drooling on the floor, he's blown our food budget and the whole bunker stinks of sulphur."
"So?"
"He ate my shoes, Dean."
"So?"
"They were on my feet DAMMIT!"
"That's my boy!"
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tbc