The pharmacy clerk gaped at Dean. "Poisoned?"

Dean, grinning goofily, opened his mouth but Sam pinched him, hard. "Not poisoned. Sorry. He, he wanders if I'm not with him." He looked at her earnestly and tapped his list. "Urgent."

"Hmpf. Well, try to keep him quiet." She walked off scanning it, muttering, "White shoe polish, bubble bath…"

Dean hissed, "Sammy, why'd'cha pinch me?"

"The venom makes you emo, remember?" Sam rubbed his forehead. "So, quit sharing, Huggy Bear."

"Bet she wants to see the bite."

"No, she doesn't."

Petulantly, "Does."

"Doesn't."

She really didn't. Sam laughed so hard he cried.


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