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PMS (A SPN Fanfic)
Dean sat in a table in the kitchen of the bunker drinking his coffee and looking for a case. Sam walked in looking a bit confused.
“whats up?” dean asked. Sam tilted his head a bit.
“Um i think something is up with Clair” Dean sipped his coffee with his brow wrinkled.
“what d’ya mean?” Sam rocked on his feet a bit embarrassed by what he was about to tell his brother.
“i-er think she’s uh...” Dean looked at him still not getting his insinuation, “well i think she is PMS-ing” Sam quickly lowered his voice as not to let Clair hear him. Deans mouth formed an ‘o’ as he quickly caught on. He then chuckled a bit.
“what”
“Nothing it’s just you hunt monsters for a living and it took all that just to say she might be”- Dean was cut off by a very grouchy looking Clair entering the kitchen,”hey kiddo! whats up? you look like... you didn’t sleep well” Her hair was poking up every where as if shed tossed and turned. Hey eye liner from the day before was smudged and smeared as if shed been crying. Obviously neither of the boys could figure a way to help the situation without making it worse. After all it was always just them their dad. Clair gave him a glare and grunted a hello.
Sam and Dean looked at each other with faces that read ‘well then’. Clair walked out with coffee and a box of lucky charms. They heard a door slam just as Cas appeared into the kitchen.
“What was that all about” Cas asked concerned.
Sam looked at Dean chuckled and left him to explain. Dean cleared his throat,”well she is just having a rough morning. heh well this morning and the next few mornings if you know what i mean.”
Cas just looked at him puzzled.
“never mind. don’t worry we will take care of her.” Dean smirked a little.
“okay well i have some news” Cas went on about what was going on in heaven with Dean as Sam made his way to his room. Although before he got there he saw a bit of sulfur. His brow furled.
“how did-” he suddenly realized, “DEAN!”
“what???!” asked dean as he came running although he didn’t have to ask anymore questions as he saw the sulfur on the ground.
“How is there a demon in the bunker? Where is Clair?” Cas asked concerned now more than ever.
“Clair is the demon. I don’t know how it found its way into the bunker but its in her. God damn it Sammy PMS and possession are two very different things” Dean said looking to his brother to see why and how he could have made that big of a mistake.
“Welll...” Sam said trailing off.
Dean rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fore finger and thumb “Damn it Sam no. Just no” as dean said this the power went out.
“Well now we know where she is.” Dean said heading down the hall to his room for the demon cuffs. He pocketed them and ran further down the hall to meet up with Sam Cas and whoever was in Clair.
“You wont hurt me because im wearing the little girl” said the demon.
“she prefers young lady to girl trust me don’t call her that” Cas said. we all looked at him curiously as he was as serious as the plague.
“look lets just get you out of her and our of here” i said knowing the drill.
Sam lunged for her but missed so cass poofed behind her so i tossed him the cuffs. luckily he got them on her without much fight.
“well that was easy” i said crossing my arms in front of me,” we may have to tell Crowley that he needs to train his demons a bit more.” Sam chuckled a bit. we dragged her to the nearest demon trap we could. We tied her to a chair and Sam started the chant.
“spirtus omnis potentum...” she squirmed with each word said and eventually the demon fled her body and was banished to hell. Clair was left out of breath.
She looked up at us,”you seriously thought that was because i was on my period?” she and everyone else started laughing. well besides Cas whom had no idea what we were talking about.
Cannot. Stop. End!verse. Feels.
I hate this headcanon, and yet…