dean is having a shitty day.

turns out the thing that they've been hunting all this time that resulted in four deaths is an antique bowl made of the cremated ash of ōgetsuhime, not that gertrude antique store owner that looked like she's nibbling kids in the boiler room.

the bowl landed on their hands big time, thanks to that very same gertrude who gifted them that bowl out of gratitude for cleaning up her old poop store's image with their skills. and double thanks with triple f-you for that sweet gratitude that caused bobby's kitchen full of double cheeseburger, and triple thanks to himself for mistaking it as nothing but an ordinary bowl and put a takeout burger in it.

getting slapped by burgers, "oh, give me a break!" he shouted on his defence, seeing that look on their faces as they continued to try and cover the damn burger-spewing bowl with anything to make it stop as one burger rocketed past him, slapping castiel like connery.

he shields himself with a folding chair from getting hit by a burger, but got hit on the crotch anyways, "i didn't know the frickin' bowl would go full-on cloudy with a chance of meatballs!"