Supernatural Dean Funny Novels & Stories

"I'm wondering if he even wants to get married now and I think he found out about the miscarriage, because now this." Glancing over at her, I wonder the same thing but don't say it. Instead, I try to console her, "Sam, you do know that this gives you more time to bang anything possible before you tie the knot too you know." I laugh and try to engage her. She looks at me funny and then starts laughing uncontrollably. "I can't believe you just said that." Laughing so hard, she almost falls off her stool. Dean walks into the kitchen wearing nothing but his boxers, scratching his head and asks, "Why are the two of you up so early and laughing your asses off?"

Why is it that when I’m drunk, everything feels hilarious? Dean scratched the back of his head, shutting the door behind him, and walked over to haul me up. "Would you mind being careful?" he muttered, gripping both my hands and letting me lean my full weight on him. "You hate scratches, but right now you’re moving like you’re asking for one." Dean was never the athletic type. His reflexes lagged ten seconds behind his brain, his body always playing catch-up. But that was part of his charm back then—simple, reliable, unpretentious. The guy who steadied me when I was a wreck.

Dad waved at me. Fuck! Dad, I'm literally in full meltdown mode. Still, I forced a smile, barely. “Hey... again.” Dean gave me a polite nod, but I swear, there was a flicker of amusement behind his eyes. He was enjoying this. “You two already met?” Dad asked, pouring himself a glass of water. Dean smirked faintly. “She mistook me for a stranger.” “I thought he was a gym guy!” I blurted, then cursed under my breath. “I mean—I saw him at the gym. Once. Twice maybe. Whatever.”

"So... there are no government helicopters, no zombie Alphas, or crazed wives?" "What the hell are you talking about?" Tristan asked, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Nothing, I guess..." Dean chuckled, and soon the laughter was infectious, spreading to a few people nearby, including myself. I playfully told him to stop laughing, even as I couldn't help but join in. With a sense of levity returning despite the intensity of the moment, Dean asked, "So, are we ready to continue, then?"

I pull away from him and he smiles down at me. “Goddess, you really know how to keep everybody on their toes.” He says to me, and I smirk. “Yeah, what would the triplets do if I wasn’t disappearing or almost dying every other week?” I joke and Dean scoffs behind me. “Throw a fucking party.” He mumbles and I chuckle glancing back at him, then back to my brother. “He’s joking, he knows me, and parties don’t work out so well either.”

"Why were you crying at the park bench that night?" "Austin got his second Jordan while my gift under the christmas tree was invisable. They didn't get me anything just like the year before and i got upset." He looked at her after snorting laughter. "What is so funny?" She asked "Not getting a gift on christmas is a slap yo the face when you're a kid and you know it." He nodded his head in agreement then shoot another question. "So if you go to the new owners, wouldn't they give you an address or a phone number?"

He asked. I had followed with my eyes where he was pointing too. “Thank you, but I don’t think Lee would like to see you with me at the school gate,” I said, trying not to sound hurt by that. I smiled up at him as I hugged him and made my way towards my next lesson. He was right, the teacher looked like Dean from Supernatural during that episode where Dean was the sports teacher, doing my best not to laugh as I spotted Vincent and stood next to him.

(Bright’s POV) I scoffed in disbelief. Who told me? “What is this then? A circus for jokes like to you to fuck around?” I sarcastically retorted. He thinks I’m just going to listen to him speak rudely at me? I don’t care what kind of party they're throwing—be it a stripper party or whatever—as long as they have good drinks for me. He looked at me in disbelief. “You’re not really scared to die, are you?”

Dean didn't say a word and he looked like he doesn't like the idea of his siblings tailing him. Phoenix Sterling I thought there's only one Dean in this world but God decided to make 3 more copies of him. God have mercy, this won't be easy especially when Danielle is suppose to go to Amsterdam tomorrow. I swear the Serano is really intimidating and the fact that Dean is the youngest out of all made me want to laugh. He usually boss us around and have the power to do whatever he wants because he's the leader and the oldest but now.. seeing him being protected by someone who's bigger than him felt so odd to me.

His tone was playful. "Just maybe". I chuckled. "But I can reconsider if you treat me well this weekend". "Be ready for what you're asking for". He growled. "I'll text you the address of the club later. See you soon". With that the line went dead. "Why are you staring at me like I'm your latest discovery?" I directed my question at Dean. "You're cheating on me". He feigned shock. I stared at him blankly, and he chuckled. "You destroyed my act". He said.