I don't know why I wrote this, oh yeah, it was that stupid commercial, lol it's horrible…
For all your shopping needs.
"Rock salt, four dollars a bag," Dean smiled when the guy at the register looked over all the bags of salt; surely the man didn't need all this? It was the middle of the summer.
"Empty shells for a shotgun, nine dollars a case." Sam smiled at the cashier as she blushed while ringing up all the boxes.
"Knife sharpener, angel blade sharpener, twelve dollars," Castiel looked confused when he bought these with the money Dean had given him.
"I don't understand, these weapons will be sharp until they are destroyed." Dean smiled at his clueless angel as he sharpened all the handheld knives, including the angel blade.
"Gasoline, three dollars thirty two cents a gallon," Sam patiently waited for his brother to pay so he could pump.
"Holy Oil, and a trip to the holy land, one disgruntle man having to accompany an angel in getting it." Dean sighed as he came back to the hotel room and immediately went to the bathroom.
"How was the trip?" Sam asked as he looked up from his book.
"Aired," Dean hollered out from the bathroom. Cas just shook his head…
"Newspapers, seventy five cents a piece," Sam thanked the man as he purchased four different newspapers.
"Finding the latest ghost, demon or supernatural being and killing it." Dean gripped about getting disgusting slime all over him.
"Taking a hot shower and settling down with a beer afterwards, priceless," Dean and Sam relaxed after a good hunt, Castiel watched from his place at the window.
For your other shopping needs there is Mastercard…
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