Dizzojay's Dean Dreams

Baby had a lot of time to think during the watches of the night while she was parked up in the bunker's garage.

For instance, tonight Baby was thinking about movies, mainly because earlier today, Dean had been boring Sam to death talking enthusiastically about a particular movie he'd watched last week. Baby wasn't entirely familiar with the concept of movies, but according to Sam, this movie had involved a ridiculous amount of violence, an equally ridiculous amount of boobs, space lasers, some bad-tempered aliens that looked like they were made of play-doh, dialogue that appeared to have been written by one of said aliens and not a lot of plot.

Baby decided that if a movie was made about her and Dean, it would be a soaring epic of love and peril. There would be plenty of action (Baby had always wanted to participate in a car chase) and adventures for the brave and handsome hero together with his devoted partner, Baby.

Of course, at the end, there had to be a happy ending and the brave and handsome hero, having overcome all kinds of trials and adversity, would get the girl.

And Baby would hate the bitch.

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"Hey Sam, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, shoot."

"So, as part of his 'human experience' obsession, Castiel's taken up drawing, and today he made a sketch of me."

"Ok."

"Yeah, look…"

"Oh, it's… erm…"

"Yeah, well, I wanna ask you. Be honest, are my ears really that big?"

"Um... they're not small … but I wouldn't say they're huge."

"What d'y mean, Sam, 'they're not small'?"

"You asked me to be honest Dean, what would you call them?"

"I'd call them perfect."

"Whatever makes you happy, dude."

"Yeah, well, don't look so smug Sam; he wants to draw you next!"

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Challenge words: voice and scan

Rating: K+