The Winchester Family Business

 
Leviathan!Dean: (eating a cheeseburger) You know he has one of these every day, and in his heart, he thinks they’re almost as good as sex.  This is disgusting.  
Leviathan!Sam: (pushing away his salad).  Dead plants with creamy goo.  It’s like eating self righteousness.  I mean you tell me which is worse. 
Leviathan!Dean:  I mean honestly, you know what, I can’t stand the guy.  Talk about a hero complex.  And he doesn’t have relationships, no he has applications for sainthood.  Oh, and he thinks he’s funny.  He thinks he’s a damned comedian.
Leviathan!Sam:  Who has two thumbs and full blown bats in the belfry?  I’m serious, it’s nothing but Satan vision on the inside.  I mean, how he’s walking around in a jacket with attachable arms is beyond me.  You know, I had a brother with this many issues once.
Leviathan!Dean:  Yeah?
Leviathan!Sam:  You know what I did?  I ate him. 
Leviathan!Dean:  Of course you did.  
Leviathan!Sam:  How are these guys even a threat?
Leviathan!Dean:  Boss says they gotta go, they gotta go.  
Leviathan!Sam:  Right.  Idea.  Wanna trade?  I mean, I’ll take Chuckles over Schizo.  
Leviathan!Dean:  Nah, I like this one’s hair better.  You can stay in the big one. 
Leviathan!Sam:  Alright, in that case let’s turn up the heat.  The sooner I get out of this and into something more stable the better.