It was on their way home after this hunt that it happened.
They were stopping in Minneapolis again. It was a Tuesday. But it wasn't just any Tuesday. There was an anti-mutant protest on this day.
Sam and Dean felt really uncomfortable there. Adam did too, in sympathy for his brothers. One guy, a really beefy dude with a tattoo of a mermaid on his shoulder, came up to them and asked them if they were for or against mutant administration. Of course the three were against it, but they really didn't want to cause a fuss with this guy (they were all tired from the hunt and consequent road trip) so they basically ignored him and walked on. Of course, this was the wrong thing to do.
"Hey, I was talking to you!" The guy said. "You can't just walk away from a guy when he's talking to you?"
Dean, who's already short fuse had been greatly shortened by the road trip and hunt, turned around and glared fire at the guy. Of course he meant for the fire to be metaphorical. And of course it wasn't metaphorical. "I really don't care that you're talking to me!" Dean snapped, an flame flickering through his short hair as a show of power. "You are an ignorant bastard who thinks that just because someone is different they aren't human!" And yes, Dean realised he had just basically regurgitated what those witches had told him. And he also realised how ironic this whole situation was. He just didn't give a fuck. He was pissed. This guy thinks that he can get his way by laughing at people and threatening them, he's got another thing coming. "If you want people to see your viewpoint you don't threaten them! You don't force your point on to them! And you definitely don't force them to be the thing they originally hated!" Dean was on a roll now, and he was basically ranting. The dam had burst and all his repressed feelings were coming out in a blast of heated anger at this one idiot. "If you want someone to understand what you are saying you talk it out, you don't tell them to do it "jus' 'cus" because that never works. You need to have reasons, you need to explain why it's a bad idea! You can't throw your problems off on someone else. If you really think that I am any less human because I can control fire then you can go jump of some god damn cliff, buddy 'cause I don't fucking care what you think." The fire in Dean's green eyes faded and there was a melted quality to the colour now. "And really buddy, you have a mermaid tattooed on your arm and you have the audacity to talk down to me because I have powers!"
Sam and Adam had been expecting Dean to punch the guy in the balls, not yell at him and basically let all of his mistakes fall from his mouth in an angry torrent directed at this anti-mutant protester. Dean walked away, Sam and Adam followed. The guy yelled after them "You think you can talk to me like that and then walk away, freak!?"
Dean turned around, walked up to the guy. "Well I did until you said that," Dean said, and against the yells from only seconds ago he seemed deadly calm. "I don't need powers to show you how goddamn stupid you are!" And then Dean punched the guy in the balls. He instantly collapsed and Dean backed up. "Anyone else want to start something?"
The crowd shook their heads. Sam and Adam stood waiting for Dean. "We gonna go get them burgers now?"
"Sure, Jerk," His younger brothers said.