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Sam: "I don't have genital herpes! Dean, say something!"

Dean: "Yeah, he only had it for like five minutes. . . ."

Sam: "Not helping!"

Dean: "The point is, Becky, leave Sam the fuck alone! I mean show some dignity!"

Lucifer: "I think you should chase after your dreams, human girl!"

Michael: "Don't encourage her, Lucifer! This isn't our business, anyway."

Lucifer: "Well, it should be! Talk to Chuck, he's Jerry Springer!. . . .Who is Jerry Springer?"

Sam: "Chuck! Yeah, Chuck! Chuck's your boyfriend! Shouldn't you be with him?"

Becky: "We broke up."

Sam: "You did?"
Chuck: "We did?"

Lucifer: "Is Jerry Springer someone you worship?"

Chuck: "Nah, I'm fine with it. She drives me crazy anyway."

Dean: "Cool. So, Becky, get the fuck out!"

Becky: "But—"

Sam: "Hey, she's gone!"

Gabriel: "I took the trash out."

. . . . .

Dean: "It's the middle of the night, why am I not asleep?"

Lucifer: "Because Sam and Gabriel are in your room talking things out. Duh!"

Dean: "Thanks, for explaining it for me. I get it now."

Lucifer: "Are you sure? I can draw you pictures."

Dean: "Draw me a picture I'm gonna staple it to your forehead."

Michael: "Thank Dad, there's only one more day left of this damn convention."
Chuck: "I thought this one was the best one yet!"

Dean: "This is only the second convention ever."

Chuck: "Well, yeah, but I never had angels attend!"

Michael: "And you never will again."

Lucifer: "What? I wanna come back again!"

Michael: "NO."

Dean: "Ugh. Can you hear them? They're really going at it. I guess they love each other again."

Lucifer: "Is someone knocking?"

Michael: "It's kind of weird knowing that it's my brother and your brother."

Lucifer: "No, really, is anybody gonna answer that?"

Dean: "Ah! Michael, you're making me picture it!"

Lucifer: "Guys! Someone's at the door knocking!"

Dean: "Damnit, Lucifer! Sam and Gabriel are having make-up sex next door!"

Lucifer: "Oooohhh. How come you and Cas aren't?"
Dean: "Don't remind me."

Michael: "You know what I just realized? Chuck was probably jacking off to those sex visions."

Chuck: "I WAS NOT!"

Bobby: "Damnit, guys open the damn door!"

Lucifer: "See Booby was knocking!"

Bobby: "You idjits don't know how a door works? Anyways, Cas wants to see you, Dean."

Lucifer: "Yay! Time for Dean to have make-up sex!"

. . . . . . .

Cas: "Dean."

Dean: "You wanted to talk?"

Cas: "Yes. I did not like the way you hit on that girl, when you're with me."

Dean: "I wasn't hittin—you know, what fine. Okay, I'm sorry."

Cas: "You are my property. I left my mark on you."

Dean: "Like the whole 'made in Japan' kind mark?"

Cas: ". . . .I don't get it."

Dean: "Never mind. I know, your handprint."

Cas: "Yes. It is not something that can be washed, burned or cut off. We are bound, Dean."

Dean: "And, we bonded last night, too."

Cas: "That was. . . .special for me, Dean."

Dean: "I know. Me too. I promise not to speak to another girl the rest of the convention, okay Cas?"

Cas: ". . . .Okay. That is acceptable."

Dean: "Soooo, can I stay in your room?"

Cas: "You're only allowed in my room, Dean."

Dean: "You know, this whole jealous, possessive thing you've got going on, I like it. It's kind of hot."

Cas: "I don't get it. Is my vessel too hot for you to touch?"

. . . . . . .

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . .Can I-"

Sam: "Quiet."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . .Is it over-"

Sam: "Quiet. Your time-out is not over."

Gabriel: "But-"

Sam: "Turn back around, face the wall."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

. . . . . . . . .

Bobby: "It's almost one in the morning."

Lucifer: "Well, go back to your room. An old man needs his rest."

Bobby: "Technically, you're older than me, by like a couple centuries."

Lucifer: "Then shut up and respect your elders."

Chuck: "Why don't you go back to your room, Bobby?"

Bobby: "There are a couple idjit fans out in the hall watching the room. They're expectin' some massive orgy. If I leave, they're gonna talk. And, Cas is usin' my room."

Michael: "Dean and Cas made up."

Lucifer: "Hey! Don't eavesdrop!"

Michael: "So what. I'm Gabriel's big brother, I have the right."

Chuck: "Can't we all just go to sleep? Why are we up, anyway?"

Lucifer: "Because we're big boys and we don't have a bedtime."

Chuck: "Well, I'm gonna go to sleep."

Lucifer:"Good luck."

Chuck: ". . . . .Turn off the TV!"

Lucifer: "I'm watchin' here!"

Michael: ". . . .Is that coffee, Bobby?"

Bobby: "Yeah."

Michael: "I want some."

Bobby: "Get your own!"

Chuck: "At least turn the volume down!"

Lucifer: "No. You don't hear them complainin'!"

Bobby: "You're a damn angel! Get your own!"

Michael: "You're right. I am an angel, so give me yours."

Bobby: "It ain't hard to make coffee!"

Michael: "You're right. Drinking yours is easier."

Chuck: "I'm trying to sleep!"

Lucifer: "Want me to stab you so you'll fall asleep quick?"

Michael: "How? You have no pitchfork."

Lucifer: "That's right! Fucking dick, it still ain't over."

Michael: "Whoa! Don't throw the remote at me!"

Chuck: "Wha? Hey!"

Michael: "Aaaahhh! Don't throw Chuck at me!"

. . . . . .

Gabriel: ". . . .What's that noise?"

Sam: "Quiet."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . .I'll be right back."

. . . . . .

Dean: "Cas, are you awake?"

Cas: "Unfortunately, yes. It seems like there is a fight going on."

Dean: "I'll go see-"

Cas: "No. Stay."

Dean: ". . . .Make me."

Cas: ". . . .Do you want me tie you up?"

Dean: "Maybe."

. . . . . . .

Michael: "Honestly, I'm surrounded by adolescence. No. Lucifer. I'm warning you. . . ."

Lucifer: "With what? You're scary Pit threat? Been there, done that. You wanted coffee, right!"

Michael: "Lucifer! NO! DON'T! HAHA! YOU MISSED!

Sam: "What's goin on in he—aaahhhh! HOT! HOT!"

Michael: "Shit."

Lucifer: "Oops."

Chuck: "Sam, he threw me!"

Lucifer: "Only coz all you do is whine and complain!"

Chuck: "All you had to do was turn the volume down!"

Lucifer: "See how selfish he is?"

Bobby: "Look what you guys did!"

Michael: "It's not exactly not your fault either."

Bobby: "What did I do? Nothing!"

Michael: "My thinking was affected with the lack of caffeine you failed to provide me with. Thus, making my judgment wrong."

Bobby: "WHAT A LOAD OF SHIT!"

Michael: "A simple cup of coffee would have sufficed."

Sam: ". . . . ."

. . . . . . .

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . .I thought you guys were having make-up sex! This is what you were doing?"

Sam: "Lucifer, you're in a time-out. Quiet."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . .Haha! Sam put you all in a time-out, too!"

Sam: "Quiet. Time isn't up, yet."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . . ."

. . . . . .

Dean: "Mmmmm. . . . .It's finally quiet."

Cas: "See? They didn't need you."

Dean: "You did."

Cas: "Let's go to sleep. It's really late."

. . . . . .

Gabriel: ". . . .My legs hurt."

Sam: "Quiet."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . .I'm the fucking devil. . . ."

Sam: "Quiet."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . .I'm a grown man. . . ."

Sam: ". . . . ."

Michael: ". . . .How could you not see this?"

Chuck: "Sorry."

Gabriel: "Sammy, my legs hurt!"

Sam: "That's it! You're all starting over!"

Gabriel: "Aw, man!"

Lucifer: "Fuck!"

Sam: "Starting over!"

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . . ."

Gabriel: ". . . ."

Michael: ". . . ."

Chuck: ". . . ."

Lucifer: ". . . ."

Bobby: ". . . ."

Sam: ". . . . ."

Gabriel: "I thought time-outs included spanking!"

Sam: "Starting over!"