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Hunting 101, Wednesday (3rd Period)
"Welcome to Hunting 101. If you made a mistake and thought this class was about gunning down Bambi's mom, the door is that way," Dean said, pointing to it in case the class didn't know where it was. "My name is Dean Winchester, and the moose next to me is my brother Sam."
Ah, brotherly love in action.
Sam rolled his eyes at Dean... and then stood up a little straighter so he towered over him more. Take that, big brother. "The kind of hunting we want to talk to you about is the kind of hunting our family's been doing for a long time - taking out dangerous otherworldly creatures, with an emphasis on the 'dangerous' part."
"Ghosts, wendigos, rurgaru, demons... the works," Dean added, ignoring the looming figure of his little brother. Ugh, so unfair that even so much younger he was taller. "Aliens and bigfoot." He shrugged. "Can't say one way or another where we're from. So, don't ask."
Seriously, don't ask. He won't answer.
"Some of the tricks we know might not work where you're from either, but hopefully we can start to prepare you for just about anything you might come across," Sam said. "For now, we should probably start with introductions." It was a time honored tradition that Dean would get used to eventually. "Let us know who you are, and why you decided to sign up for this."
"Yeah, sure." Dean was a caring teacher.
Ah, brotherly love in action.
Sam rolled his eyes at Dean... and then stood up a little straighter so he towered over him more. Take that, big brother. "The kind of hunting we want to talk to you about is the kind of hunting our family's been doing for a long time - taking out dangerous otherworldly creatures, with an emphasis on the 'dangerous' part."
"Ghosts, wendigos, rurgaru, demons... the works," Dean added, ignoring the looming figure of his little brother. Ugh, so unfair that even so much younger he was taller. "Aliens and bigfoot." He shrugged. "Can't say one way or another where we're from. So, don't ask."
Seriously, don't ask. He won't answer.
"Some of the tricks we know might not work where you're from either, but hopefully we can start to prepare you for just about anything you might come across," Sam said. "For now, we should probably start with introductions." It was a time honored tradition that Dean would get used to eventually. "Let us know who you are, and why you decided to sign up for this."
"Yeah, sure." Dean was a caring teacher.
Re: Introduce Yourselves
Re: Introduce Yourselves
Re: Introduce Yourselves
She had no idea there was another kind of ghost hunting he might have taken that as, one of the many problems with having been locked in a house for fifty years.