[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"Never asked if I had any kids." Bobby replied, plopping down behind his computer screen and scrolling through a website for research for a mission he'd been looking for the girls to do, drinking his beer quietly.
Rose rolled her eyes, catching Dean's wink. She scoffed, "Nice try, play boy. But you're gonna have to try harder than that." She said with a light smirk, turning her back towards him and pulling a beer out, tossing one to her sister. "Heads up, Ri."
Sam furrowed his brows, looking over at Bobby. "They weren't here when we were here though..."
Bobby nodded, "Yeah they were. They were just sleeping in the guest bedroom. They had just arrived from some other place. Thought they'd take a visit and just sorta crashed here. Surprised you didn't hear Rose's snoring."
"Shut the hell up, old man! I do not snore!" Rose snapped to her father, glaring, as he did so back. The two fought like cats and dogs. "You do too."
"Go f[b]uckin' screw ya'self.[/b]" Rose snapped, plopping down on the couch with a beer and a half eaten apple pie on the table in front of her, having of been munching on it while the two brothers were gone on their little information hunt.
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