it was around 4pm and everyone was gathered in the kitchen, dean standing in front of you all. he gave an intense stare to everyone as he threw the empty pie dish on the counter.

he feigned seriousness as he spoke. “who did it?” he asked, glancing at sam before looking at you and narrowing his eyes.

“it was you, wasn’t it?” he asked, moving around the counter towards you, pointing a finger at you. “you ate my last slice of pie!”