A 1967 Chevy Zanpakuto
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Chap.4: Obligatory Reference
"Were those guys speaking Japanese?" Asked Dean.
"Now that you mention it..." Sam looked up from the map, puzzled.
"Yeah, I understood them perfectly. I don't speak Japanese Sammy."
"I'm pretty sure we were speaking English too." Sam said thoughtfully.
"Huh. Convenient auto translator for all dead people. Almost like the universe is making excuses." Dean shrugged "Oh well."
"Anyway" Sam buried his nose in the map "It should be right...around...here."
"Like that large, prominent building that reads "Shino Academy" that our auto translators let me read right over there?" Dean sounded giddy.
"That would be it." Said Sam.
"Hey Sammy I just thought of something."
"No Dean."
"Yer a wizard Sammy."
"Dean..."
"Get it? Sammy? Get it?" Dean had obviously put far too much syrup on his pancakes.
"We will never speak of this again."
3 hours later
Dean was sitting on a bench outside the Academy. His sugar high had worn off and the sun was nice. He was going to drowse off if Sam didn't hurry.
Some young women in red and white versions of the shinigami uniform passed nearby and he instantly woke up and went into Dean mode.
"Hello ladies" he opened, flashing a smile "I'm new in town and I was wondering if you might show me around campus."
Several of the girls giggled, a good sign if he ever heard one. It was then that he heard the clearing of the throat and felt the buzz killing aura from behind him.
"Sam" Dean growled, turning to face his good time nemesis "Not now"
Sam smiled apologetically to Dean's quarry "He'll catch up to you later."
They laughed as they walked into the main building and Dean sighed.
"Well are we in?" he asked
"Not quite, we need to fill this out" Sam handed his brother what appeared to be a rough draft of the dictionary "and pass the entrance exam"
"An exam?" Dean started to panic.
"Don't worry" Sam said reassuringly "I saw some real idiots in there talking about Eleventh Division or something. If they can pass you can pass."
"Then lets do this" Dean shouted.
2 hours later
"Okay, we're all set. The exam is tomorrow morning." Sam said.
"Tomorrow? Where are we gonna sleep tonight?
"The Academy has quarters for applicants."
"Fine, it can't possibly be the worst place we ever slept." said Dean.
"Its one room and there are at least fifteen other applicants." Sam replied.
"I'll be on this bench if you need me."
