Two brothers sat in the kitchen, eating and searching up information for a case given to them by other hunters. Dean was eating a chicken salad and Sam ate a fruit bowl. The faint sound of a door opening and closing made Sam look at his watch.
"Jacks back," he went back to eating and researching. It only took a moment for a blonde teenage looking boy to walk in the kitchen. He glared at Dean. Dean didn't mind him.
"Stop. Washing. Your clothes. With mine," he was obviously mad. Ever since Jack had his job he's asked his roomies not to wash their clothes with his work shirts. Sam complied but Dean wasn't so easy. Dean barely did laundry as it was but when he did it he didn't check to see if anyone was washing theirs first. He just opened up the washer or dryer and threw whatever he had in. This annoyed Jack because he would have to dig for his shirts and possibly lose pocket change to Dean if he didn't get to it fast enough. Dean shrugged.
"What ever," he didn't care. Jack took off his backpack and smacked it on the counter. He owned it and searched for a second. He then pulled something out.
"This was crumpled in my shirt,". The brothers looked at what was in his hand. It was a crumpled up and creased envelope. Dean didn't recognize it but Sam did.
"Oh, I forgot about that," he blinked.
"What is it," Dean asked.
"It's pictures and a note about your pup,".
"What it- oh. Yeah. Well I'm having a boy so I don't need to see it,".
"You're having a boy? You just decided?" Sam questioned.
"Yep," Dean nodded, "I can't have a girl. Thus- have'n a boy,".
"How about a gender reveal at the party?" Jack smiled, "I've been watching pup shower videos in preparation for ours. We can get some colored powder stuff , put it in the impalas exhaust and rev her up. The power would fly out and it would be so cool!" Jack had been thinking about this for a little bit now.
"You're not touching my car,".
"The people we're inviting don't know that- come on Dean!"
"I said no,". Sam smiled.
"How about a cake then? One with blue frosting inside, but pink and blue on the outside." He suggested. Jack frowned a little.
"But that's- boring, but if we can't use the impala,".
"Fine. Whatever you girls want," Dean stuffed his face with his food. Sam picked up his own food, but pointed to Jack.
"You're in charge of getting it,". Jack nodded and stuffed the envelope back in his bag.