Dean slowly awoke from the sleep he was in. A blinding light assaulted his face, when he opened his eyes. He groaned. Slowly his pupils adjusted, and he could freely look around the room without his eyes tearing up from the too bright light. The television was on and turned to the weather. Sam was in the tiny kitchenette making coffee with the coffee maker that came with the room. Sam looked over at his previously sleeping brother.

"Dean, I think we just found a new job." He said.

"Where? Do you know what it is?"

"I'm pretty sure it's a werewolf. It's in Topeka."

Dean looked at the weather. "The weather dude says it's hot in Topeka."

"So?"

"It's from a cartoon; I saw it when I was sick." Dean said kind of sheepishly.

"You are so weird."

"You are too. You quoted SpongeBob for a week after you watched a marathon when you were sick three months ago. I still can't get that stupid goofy goober song out of my head. Every time I hear Twisted Sister's I Wanna Rock, I sing it the SpongeBob way."

Sam snickered, and Dean flipped him off. Sam rolled his eyes and tossed Dean his never unpacked duffle.

"We should leave now, get there earlier."