Here's 67impalalover's final chapter of the 12 Days of Supernatural.

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12 Days of Supernatural

Sam and Dean snickered quietly as they approached the old house. Sam pulled a small card out of a Hallmark bag and looked to his older brother. "Are you sure we should do this?" Sam questioned with a smile.

"Why not?"

"Well…"

"'Well' nothing. This is going to be fun. And besides, you did say that we should give him something for Christmas."

Sam nodded in agreement. "Okay." He held the card up and wedged his fingers between the pages, opening it slightly. "You ready?"

"Yes." Dean replied happily and exchanged glances with Sam. "On three."

"One…two…three…"

Sam quickly opened the card and took a deep breath before he and his brother began to sing.

"On the first day of Christmas my Bobby gave to me…"

Both Winchesters smiled as they neared the end of the song, barely able resist the urge to burst out laughing.

"On the twelfth day of Christmas my Ruby gave to me, twelve dancing demons,

Eleven gassy hours,

Ten dogs a sleepin',

Nine strippers dancing,

Eight kids a playin',

Seven sharp knives,

Six writers writing,

Fiiiiive dozen burgers!

Four calling angels,

Three French maids,

Two ninja turtles,

Annnndd a case of beer and a Kaaaaansas CD!"

They closed the card and stuffed it back into its envelope. Sam pulled a pen out of the Hallmark bag and signed the card 'Happy Holidays from the Winchesters'.

Dean lifted it out of Sam's hands and slid it into Bobby's mail box. "I love recordable cards." He declared.

"You know he's going to find something that will annoy us because of this card, right?"

"Oh yeah." Dean agreed.

They turned away from the house and headed back to the Impala.

"Hey, Dean, are you hungry? I think we should-"

"Dude, you say 'Taco Bell' and you're walking out of here."

Sam laughed "What? It wasn't that bad. And you know you want a taco. We should-"

"Sam…not joking."

"Okay, okay. No Taco Bell." Sam held up his hands in defeat.

"Good." Dean said, relieved that his brother surrendered.

Sam smirked as a thought crossed his mind. "What about 'Taco Time'?"

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