What would you rather read?
Sam peril. (involves encasement in drywall)
Something funny. (involving babysitting and Sam's lack of skills there of)
Something sad. (involving wee!chesters and social services/other)
Quicksand! Quicksand! Quicksand! (Dean of course. ha! It's not meant to be funny but come on, quicksand? I slay myself. I do.)
Screw all this noise and work on Heat so we get another chapter soon.
Will get to comments soon, I promise! D: