Sorry for the lack of writing but I've had so much stuff between softball and homework… but now softball's over so I can write again! I'm sorry in advance if this chapter offends any gay people, I really didn't mean it to be offensive!
Chapter 3: Why do they always think I'm gay?
"So what exactly are we planning on doing when we get there?" Dean asked as they drove down the highway doing 70. Sam sucked in his breath as Dean swerved madly around a slow car.
"Well," he began when he had finally relaxed. "I was hoping to talk to the father, pretend to be FBI of something." Dean shot Sam a bemused look.
"That's pretty illegal, Sammy." he said with mock seriousness. "Are you sure you should be doing that?"
"Knock it off man!" Sam said with a smile. "All I'm saying is that we should definitely talk to the father first and then see what the cops have to say." Dean nodded in agreement and pulled off at the exit for Point Never.
Point Never was a small, touristy beach town nestled on the Atlantic Ocean. Dean noticed about a dozen shops along the main street into the town, and not one place looked like it would sell beer. He frowned at the thought but drove on until he came to a little rickety motel that looked slightly out of place in the cheerful bustle of the rest of the town.
It was falling apart for starters, and desperately needed a new paint job. The old sea green and white paint was peeling and the windows were grimy from lack of washing.
"Are you sure this place is even still in business?" Sam asked in a tone that was a mixture of hope and disgust. Dean grimaced slightly and nodded as a hunched old man hobbled out of the main office towards them.
"You fellas looking for a room?" he asked with mock cheerfulness, as if he thought Sam and Dean were trying to trick him somehow. They looked at each other for a moment.
"I guess we are." Dean said with a small smile. The man gave Dean the evil and a once over that wiped the smile tight off his face.
"I don't let no gay people sleep in my motel." he said with a small growl. Sam stepped forward and pushed Dean back before he took a swing at the guy.
"We're not dating sir." he said as politely as he could while trying to keep Dean behind him. "We're brothers, and we just stopped in town for a few days before we head off again to see our dad."
The old man eyed Sam skeptically but nodded and motioned for them to follow him into the office. Dean came up behind Sam with a look of hatred on his face.
"I can't believe another person thought I gay!" he said with a mean growl and a groan. Sam just laughed to himself and followed the old man into the office.