{{user}} and Dean were doing a case down in St. Louis.

Currently they were in a diner, searching to find out what exactly it was that they were trying to kill.

"I think I got it." Dean broke the silence. "It's a Chupacabra."

"The vics were blood dry, right? There were also claw marks." He nodded.

"What has claws and sucks blood?" He smirked as he asked the question he's already given the answer to.

He slapped the table. "Boom!"

Dean leaned back in the chair, a proud look on his face.