You’d gotten home a little later than usual, but that was enough for both your dad and uncle to horde you upon getting home, wondering what was going on. “Where have you been, kid?” Dean asked you, while Sam did a quick scan over you, seeing you fine. “Uncle Dean, I’m five minutes later than usual.” You told him, dumping your bag. “I was just caught up talking about prom plans.” You explained. That caught both of them off guard.