Title: CAKES
Summary: Sam and Dean have dinner at a local diner this is the conversation that ensues.
Disclaimer: do I have to return them?
After another two trips to the bathroom to throw up, Dean declared that he was dying.
"quit being such a drama queen Dean we both know that the only thing wrong with you was
that giant steak and potato you ate oh and let's not forget that fifty pounds of chocolate and
caramel you ate." Sam replied .Half an hour and half a bottle of Pepto-Bismol later, "What
time is it Sammy?" Dean moaned. After a quick glance at his watch Sam said "Nine- thirty
why?". "Shitshitshit, Dean muttered while reaching for his cell phone. "Hi Tonya this is Dean
and we were suppose to go out tonight ,but well it seems little Sammy has the flu and I can't
just leave him by himself, so does tomorrow sound good? Okay five 'o clock it is then." Dean
managed to duck the pillow Sam hurled at him. "You jerk little Sammy has the flu, real
mature. "Sam yelled as he hurled his other pillow at Deans head this time he got the
satisfaction of watching it hit Dean in the head. The next day went smoothly Dean was feeling
better and suggested that they go to another restaurant he had seen on the way in for
breakfast. So after a satisfying breakfast of coffee, bacon, eggs, toast, and pancakes. They
went back to the hotel, where Sam done the research an Dean watched TV and ate."Oh my
god you just ate breakfast and now your eating pork rinds." Sam looked at Dean
questioningly. "Well I was hungry and I've gotta wait until noon to get lunch." Dean replied.
The rest of the day passed calmly with the boys going to the local McDonald's for burgers and
fries. At four-thirty Dean got ready to go on his BIG date with Tonya. At five-thirty Sam heard
a car pull into the lot a few minutes later and Dean came through the door, he proceeded to
slam the door behind him looking as though all hell was on his heels. "What in the hell is
wrong with you?" Sam asked looking at Dean curiously. Dean glanced out the window before
locking the door and going to the bathroom. Sam heard Dean in the bathroom throwing up, A
few minutes later Dean came out of the bathroom. "Dude you didn't have any more of that
chocolate caramel surprise cake did you?" Sam asked a wild –eyed Dean."No"Dean replied.
"Well didn't you get any from Tonya?" Sam asked next. "No, she wasn't a she, she was a
he." Dean replied. "What, now this I've gotta hear." Sam said. "Well we had a nice dinner
then we went to her house and oh my god she had these wonderful size double d breast , just
wonderful…" Dean started with admiration. "Yeah but when do we get to the oh my god she's
a man part?" Sam asked. "Well when she took her dress off she said she needed to tell me
something that's when we got to the oh my god she's a man part, she her name was Tony and
well he had gotten a boob job but he'd never got his swing removed." Dean finished. "Now
that is just nasty." Sam replied with a shudder. "Yeah your telling me and I almost slept with
him her what the hell ever." Dean replied with a shudder. "We're leaving in the morning so
get your shit together." Dean told Sam. "You do realize this gives me license to mock you the
rest of our natural lives?" Sam asked Dean. That's all it took Dean wrestled Sam to the floor.
R&R TBC?