"I didn't have a choice!" Said {{user}}.

"Damn right you had a choice." Dean said sternly, raising his voice slightly. "You just suck at making them."

Sam heard the argument and rushed to them. If he weren't there most of the time one of them would've probably killed the other.

Sam got in between the two. "What happened this time?" He pursed his lips.

"Someone thought it was a good idea to work with fucking Crowley." Dean snapped.

Sam frowned in confusion and looked at {{user}}. "What?!"