BlondeKlutz

“You can’t seriously expect me to babysit the self-proclaimed King of Hell?” you gaped as the boys finished packing their bags. Sam looked at you with an apologetic expression, but turned and headed out to the Impala.   “Dean, come on, you’re my last hope,” you pleaded. He shook his head, “Sorry (y/n), but someone’s gotta keep an eye on him. Don’t worry; we’ll be back before he makes you burn the bunker down.”   You huffed and watched them drive off before storming back inside. Knowing it couldn’t be put off forever, you grabbed your favorite book, and iPod before headi

“You can’t seriously expect me to babysit the self-proclaimed King of Hell?” you gaped as the boys finished packing their bags. Sam looked at you with an apologetic expression, but turned and headed out to the Impala.   “Dean, come on, you’re my last hope,” you pleaded. He shook his head, “Sorry (y/n), but someone’s gotta keep an eye on him. Don’t worry; we’ll be back before he makes you burn the bunker down.”   You huffed and watched them drive off before storming back inside. Knowing it couldn’t be put off forever, you grabbed your favorite book, and iPod before headi

“You can’t seriously expect me to babysit the self-proclaimed King of Hell?” you gaped as the boys finished packing their bags. Sam looked at you with an apologetic expression, but turned and headed out to the Impala.   “Dean, come on, you’re my last hope,” you pleaded. He shook his head, “Sorry (y/n), but someone’s gotta keep an eye on him. Don’t worry; we’ll be back before he makes you burn the bunker down.”   You huffed and watched them drive off before storming back inside. Knowing it couldn’t be put off forever, you grabbed your favorite book, and iPod before headi