#hellsxbitch

[annatheangelmilton-archived]

"Dean? Is that you?"

[domine-deus]

"What if I enjoyed it too much? What if I have the need to do it again? Can I still be forgiven?" he wondered how long it would take until the other would realize that he wasn't really sorry about the things he had done.

"--then you simply don't do it again. It's not right. If you do the same thing over and over again then ask for forgiveness.. it isn't really like you're trying to be forgiven at all. If you were truly sorry you wouldn't do it again."

[packdaddyderekhale-blog-blog]

"You smell disgusting. Reminds me of a wet dog."

"Hello to you, too."

One more word and this dog will do much worse things than smell. "Any occasion for the compliment, or did you just feel like having someone tell you to shut up?"

[bobbysingered-blog]

+4

"Out with it, what've you come here for?" Bobby said rolling his eyes as he let more people into his house.

[humblingxriver]

ooc; *whispers 'I love you' and crawls into bed*

{{outofburgers: -creeps and watches you sleep-

I love you too. -whispers-

[packdaddyderekhale-blog-blog]

  ------- "And you are?"

[myxgreatestsin]

Crap, not even here for five minutes and he already seemed to notice something. He shrugged, pretending he doesn't know what Sam means. "Can't I call you baby bro? 'Cause that's what you are." Dean took another sip from his beer, not looking up to him.

Sam frowned, licking his lips before he took another small sip, placing his beer on the table as he took another good look at his brother. Or what he thought to be his brother. Sam then kicked over his beer, making it look like an accident. "Oh, crap," Sam exclaimed, jumping up and walking to the kitchen to get something to clean up the mess. When he was in the kitchen, he stayed there for a few seconds, trying to figure out what was wrong with his brother. He came back into the room with another bottle of beer, mixed with holy water, and a piece of cloth soaked with borax. You never knew.

[myxgreatestsin]

He took the bottle without saying thanks and popped it open to take a deep sip. "So, how are you, baby bro?" lets see how long he could play this game until Sam noticed that he wasn't his beloved brother anymore.

Sam eyebrows furrowed, watching Dean carefully as he took a little sip of his own beer. Definitely something wrong. "I'm fine," Sam replied shortly, shrugging and taking another sip. He leaned back, not taking his eyes of Dean. "What's with the 'baby bro', dude?"