why do you want to marry me anyway

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Hi honey! Looking good! How's the family? :
Cut the shit! Where's my stuff? :
Now what kind of wife would I be if I didn't pick up after my husband? :
The kind that don't live here! Now I'm gonna ask you one last time, where is the hide-a-key? :
I had the sweetest talk with Wade's mama about her tractor. :
Nice to see you got your accent back. :
Oh, I stubbled across a few things today. :
Holy shit, what happened to the stove? Oh and where are them little magnets I had over here huh? What the hell is this? Chick food? :
Light beer. Less calories. I tried to pick out a new bed but have you been to the Sit and Sleep lately? Yuck. I suppose I'll just have to order something from New York. :
Whatever blows your dress up darlin'.


You go right ahead and spend your money. :
Oh but darlin', I thought you said we should think of it as our money? Just a guess, but I'm thinking the words "joint checking" are flashing into your head right now? :
How much did you take? :
All of it! :
Son of a bitch!
Name: Sweet Home Sioux Falls (very creative, I know) Summary: You had a good life. You were one of the top hunters of The Soul Society in New York City, dating the president of said society, and even were finally able to get rid of your old, midwestern habits and become the sophisticated woman New York wanted you to be. Everything was perfect that is until your now-fiance decided it was time to meet your father, Bobby Singer, which unfortunately avalanched into him meeting all your friends, family, and your not-so-ex-husband Dean Winchester.


Preview: Answer my question! Dean demanded, referencing the very thing that made you run out of your father s house in the first place. No! You responded. No, you won t answer the question? Or no, you won t marry me? Dean pushed, catching up to you and grabbing your wrist to pull you to a stop. You reeled around and stared him in the eye as you argued, I m 10-years-old! I got too much to live for! Lightening struck a car next to you causing you both to scream. You shook him from your wrist and began to run off, but felt him grab the hood of your jacket and pull you back. Not that way, you dope! He reprimanded. Come on! He dragged you back towards the car that was struck.


The windshield had shattered, the hood had pitch black burn marks scattered across it, and pieces of its metal bent in every which way. Your eyes widened in awe at the destruction. Wow, cool You said in wonderment as you reached out to touch the melted metal. Dean grabbed your hand before you made contact. It s hot! Don t touch it! He ordered, being overprotective as usual. You gave him an annoyed glare but he ignored it and directed his eyes up to the threatening clouds above. He stated, We ll be safe here. Says who? You snapped, pulling your hand from his grasp. You suddenly felt yourself becoming fearful of the lightening as you snuck a second glance at the destroyed vehicle.


He gave you his classic big-brother-know-it-all smirk and answered, Everybody. Lightening never strikes the same place twice. You both stood up and you turned to face him. The question he had asked that lead you both outside in the rain began to replay in your mind. You put your hands on your hips in defiance and stood on your tip-toes in an attempt to reach his eye-level. Why would you wanna marry me for anyhow? You asked, cocking your head to the side and smirking at the floppy-haired Winchester. He looked down at you and for the first time in your youthful life, you felt your heart stop as you saw the way he was staring at you. So I can kiss you anytime I want, He stated with a smile. Let me know if you would like to be tagged!

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