Season: Nothing specific but with "end of the road" in mind
Episode: None
Players: See challenge community for full list of names
Spoilers: None
Word: "LAMP", public
If I Don't Laugh I'll Cry
This was it. They would face the end together. Hunting and all the monsters, demons, and gods were out in the public domain. The genie had escaped the lamp and there was no putting it back in.
"What should we do now, Dean?" Sam questioned; concern written all over his face. Not surprisingly, the government had taken a rather negative view of hunting and the fact that all of this was "unpoliced."
"Same thing we always do, Sammy. Save people and hunt things. The family business," Dean had barely looked up from the gun he was cleaning but just then they glanced at each other and just knew. They'd been to hell and back, this was just another challenge to face on their never-ending journey.
"Besides," Dean gave a knowing smirk, "Those government boys and girls will be messing in their pants the first time they see a real ghoul or ghost or wendigo. Then who they gonna call?"
"Ghostbusters?" Sam quipped.
"No, us!" Dean gave his brother a pained expression which quickly brightened into a smile, "but dude, you told a joke! You were funny! I thought all you could do lately is morose looks."
Sam's smile widens, "Jerk."