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Dean: Hey, Sam.
Sam: Hey. What's up?
Dean: Have you seen this shit on tumblr?
Sam: What shit where?
Dean: I bet it's fucking Becky and her friends. If she's got any. Better not be Chuck.
Sam: Ew. Really, Dean... ew.
Sam: Oh, fuck. Chuck didn't start publishing the books again, did he?
Dean: I don't know.
Dean: Isn't that the kind of thing you keep track of?
Sam: Why would I want to keep track of it? Becky was obsessed with me before she even knew we were real. You think I want to keep up to date on her freaky as hell... ideas... about the two of us?
Sam: I thought telling Chuck we'd hunt him down and kill him would be enough to stop him!
Dean: It's probably some other fans, then. Like that gay couple. That was fucked up. At least they helped us, though.
Sam: The ones from that convention thing that Becky tricked us into?
Sam: Nice guys, but they freaked me out, too.
Dean: It does have me thinking though, that maybe we can get away with some shit on Halloween.
Sam: Shit like -- are you seriously thinking we go around dressed as ourselves for Halloween?
Dean: Fuck yeah.
Sam: .... what are you thinking?
Dean: I bet if we went somewhere that a lot of these fans were in costume, they'd get arrested instead of us.
Dean: That'd make 'em think twice.
Sam: Dude, so wrong..
Sam: Maybe we can just do it the once.
Sam: I gotta admit.... it'd be pretty funny :]
Sam: Dude, that's so wrong.
Dean: I thought it was fucking hysterical.
Sam: I didn't say it wasn't funny. Just... wrong.
Sam: .... Dean, how do you... I mean. With the comic. Those are two dudes, right?
Sam: ... how do you... eat out another dude?
Dean: Well, I sure as hell wouldn't do it, but it's probably exactly what you think it is.
Sam: Okay, ew. Wow. And ew.
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