Ok, so this is my second story! Yay! That being said, it's a completely pointless one-shot...but I hope you enjoy it anyway!

Disclaimer: If I owned them, then every episode would contain a scene like this...

"Stop. Humming. Motorhead."

"It helps me concentrate."

"Concentrate on what?"

"The research. Duh."

"You're not doing any research!"

"Am too."

"Are not."

"Am too!"

"Are not!"

"Whatever, dude. Don't get your panties in a knot!"

"Would it kill you to actually do some work for once?"

"If I did that, then you, Sidekick Geekboy, would be out of a job."

"Heaven forbid!"

"Do I detect a hint of sarcasm, little brother?"

"Bite me!"

"You know, you really need a new comeback. Seriously."

"Hey, dude. Dude!"

"Ow! Why the hell did you kick me?"

"Because you didn't hear me."

"No, I was ignoring you. There's a difference."

"Yeah, real mature, College Boy."


"So what?"

"What d'you want?"

"Oh, right. That hot librarian over there is checking me out!"

"Wha…that's it???"

"Uh…yeah. That's pretty much it."

"Dean, I'd really like to get this research done before midnight and I really don't give a crap if some random chick's checking you out, so if you don't mind…"

"You know, sometimes I can't believe we're related."

"Yeah, me neither."

"Sam, she's looking again. I am so in!"

"You sure? She's not even looking over here."

"She's totally looking! Dude, are we looking at the same chick?"

"The blonde with the green shirt on?"

"What? No! I was talking about that redhead! The blonde's way too old!"

"Dean, she can only be in her mid-thirties."

"That's old!"

"Uh, you're almost thirty, bro."

"I am not!"

"Dean, you're twenty eight."

"That is not almost freakin' thirty, bitch!"

"Ok, ok! Jeez, didn't realise I'd hit such a nerve."

"Sam, you'd better wipe that smirk off your face before I wipe it off for you!"

"I'd like to see you try…old man."

"I'm bored."

"If you want something to do, you can check these birth certificates."

"Dude, I'm not that bored."






"Hey! I am not fat!"

"If you say so. But I'm telling you, all those greasy burgers are gonna catch up on you one day."

"I'm not listening to this crap."

"Dean? Where're you going? Dean!"

""Dean? You in here? Dammit, I'm going to kill him…Dean?"

"Hey, Sammy! Couldn't keep away, huh?"

"Why are you in here? And why… why are you sitting on a photo copier?"

"Thought I'd get a jump start on my Christmas cards."

"What d'you…"

"Here, look!"

"You…you photo copied your ass?"

"Yup. And I think you'll find that my ass is not fat at all."

"This…has got to be the stupidest thing you've ever done. Ever. I mean, what even possessed you to…"

"Well, like I said before, I was bored. And I'm creative!"

"A moron is what you are."

"That hurts, Sammy. Really, it does."

"Shh! I think someone's coming-get off the photocopier!"

"Alright, just a sec."

"Dean, now!"

"Hey, quit yanking my arm!"

"Dean, I mean it, get-oof!"


"Oh, my goodness!"


"It's not what it looks like, ma'am!"

"I-I'm really sorry, I'll just…leave you…"


"I don't really think she's interested in you now Dean."

"Double shit."

"That blonde doesn't look so old now, huh."

"Shut up!"

"Ow! Dude, get off me!"

"Make me!"

"I can't! You're too damn heavy!"

"That was uncalled for, freak!"



"Oh, no. Let's not open that can of worms…"