Dean smacked his hand on the top of the table, rattling his empty glass. "Hey, how about ice-cream? Chocolate. With bacon on top."
Sam made a particular face that he'd been making more and more since the announcement of Dean's...condition. "Dude. You just had two bacon cheeseburgers. With cheese fries. Extra everything."
Dean pointed at his stomach. "Two mouths. Double portions." He grinned, holding up two fingers. "So, two desserts!"
Pushing Dean's hand down, Sam hissed, "We're not keeping it!"
With faux-innocent eyes huge, Dean grabbed Sam's hand to hold it as he whispered, "But, Sammy! It's our baby!" But he couldn't hold the face and burst into laughter.
Sam made his patented "bitch-face," as Dean called it, and muttered to himself, "How did my life come to this?"
Dean just flagged down the waitress for his chocolate-bacon ice-cream.
***
I rather hope they are talking about SPN because it would be hilarious and awesome.
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Sam made a particular face that he'd been making more and more since the announcement of Dean's...condition. "Dude. You just had two bacon cheeseburgers. With cheese fries. Extra everything."
Dean pointed at his stomach. "Two mouths. Double portions." He grinned, holding up two fingers. "So, two desserts!"
Pushing Dean's hand down, Sam hissed, "We're not keeping it!"
With faux-innocent eyes huge, Dean grabbed Sam's hand to hold it as he whispered, "But, Sammy! It's our baby!" But he couldn't hold the face and burst into laughter.
Sam made his patented "bitch-face," as Dean called it, and muttered to himself, "How did my life come to this?"
Dean just flagged down the waitress for his chocolate-bacon ice-cream.
***
I rather hope they are talking about SPN because it would be hilarious and awesome.