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Challenge Word: Thermometer
Word Count: 100
A/N: Sorry this is late. I accidently posted a random drabble instead of the challenge drabble.
Sighing, Sam once again checked the time before shifting his attention to the convenience store where his usually 'get in, get out' brother was currently taking his sweet time.
With a groan Sam exited the Impala and entered the small shop. Spotting Dean at the back of the store, he quickly approached him.
"Dude, it's been thirty minutes."
"Can you believe how much these things cost?"
Sam's brow furrowed.
"Why would we need a meat thermometer?"
"Well, wouldn't want a repeat of the zombie hunt in Eutaw."
"You plan on just stabbing people with that?"
"Huh. Hadn't thought about that."