Authors Note- I've been in an angsty mood lately… I have no idea why, so I'll try my hand at some humor/angst.
Disclaimer- Maybe in the future I'll hit the lottery, and then buy Supernatural. (Nope.)
Word Count- It's 100, just like always.
Wow- Play
~Enjoy…
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"Well who's been a bad doggy." Dean shouted in a mocking voice.
John and Dean were on the edge of a clearing, walking towards the center, waiting for a skin walker who had been wreaking havoc on a small town for the past week to make an appearance.
"Guess who's not getting a treat!" Dean yelled again, laughing slightly at his own joke.
"Son this is no time to play around, lives are at stake!" John snapped at his eldest.
Dean immediately straightened up. "Sorry sir, won't happen again." All humor was gone.
At least until the hunt was over.
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Authors Note- I hope you enjoyed my short story, and hopefully it made you laugh. Feel free to R&R if you have the time. :)
Have Good Weeks,
~PsychoPicasso