The Impala cruised along the open roads of the desert. The hot scorching sun beamed upon the Winchester brothers and the oldest Winchester's beloved car. Aside from the Metallica song playing everything was peaceful. Every so often the eldest brother's eyes peered over to check on his baby brother who lay asleep in the passenger seat. Sam lay overly exhausted and in a deep sleep.
Then all of a sudden Dean heard his brother's voice "Ronald McDonald!"
Sam jolted awake. His hair was damp and he panted heavily. Dean slightly worried to his brothers fear placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"I don't think it was a good idea to stop at McDonald's for lunch, was it?" Dean asked, smirking and holding in his laughter as best as he could.
Sam glared pushing off his brother's hand "Never again."
"Fine will go to Burger King."