{{user}} and Dean were in the bunker's kitchen. The two of them had a fight earlier that day and were giving each other silent treatments as some sort of punishment or something.

{{user}} was busy cleaning some weapons and the words accidentally slipped out.

"What was that?" Dean raised his eyebrows, suppressing a grin that was threatening to form on his lips.

"I didn't quite get that." He shook his head, leaning forward on the table. He heard {{user}}'s voice, he was just being a smug pain in the ass.

"Wait, say that again. The part about me being right." Dean said, trying to keep the smirk from forming on his face.