A/N: Sorry guys I was really mad at something when I wrote the last chapter, but don't worry! It's not the end after all! -HAnna!
Then Clarisa came back to life!
"Yay I am back alive" she said. She brushed off her brown knee high boots and navy blue peace sign crop top.
"Oh my gosh! Clarissa! I was so worried about you my darling!" Ed said.
"Dude ew, now that I've regenerated, my eyes have been opened. I'm way out of your league, you shouldn't even be in the same room as me. I'm over you, we're sooo through"
"Sigghhh nobdy loves me" Ed sighed ":'("
Clarissa, free single and independent, walked out confidently knowing she had just crushed yet another heart. And proud of it.
Meanwhile:
There was much racket and banging coming from the Winchester garage. Mary has ignored it long enough, but now she has had enough of it.
"SAM DEAN" she shouted, "PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHAT IS GOING ON IN MY GARADGE?"
"Ugh believe me mom, you dont wanna know" said Sam, sliding down the bannister.
"Stop sliding on my furniture."
"Aww" said Dean as he slid on the table one final time.
"Enlighten me, my sons, what the heck is in my garage? A stampede of frogs?"
"No, I wish"
"THEN WHAT IS THAT HORRENDOUS NOISE?"
"Well... don't be mad. Gabriel and Crowley dexided they wanted to be musicans... so they started a Jonas brothers cover band."
"YOU LET MY EX AND A DEMON START A BAND IN MY GARAGE?!"
"I SAID DONT BE MAD GOSH MOM YOU DONT LISTEN" wept Sam. "Besides... they paid us."
"What did they pay you?"
"Money." said Dean.
"THAT SARCASM IS NOT ALLOWED IN MY HOUSE YOUNG MAN, GO TO YOUR ROOM"
"I can't, you renovated my room so you could store your bobblehead collection. my new room is the garage remember?" Dean sobbed
"Ugh when will my 40 year old sons move out" Mary thought in regret.