Rowena: “He’s back to it, in’t he? I thought being burned and having my skull crushed was bad...”

Crowley: “Relax. We have an entire week to come up with something clever.”



- This won’t make any sense unless you read the earlier weeks contest entry “A Moment In Hell”. AC22

Sam: “You burned our only bag.”

Dean: “I used the Popcorn setting. How was I to know?”

Sam: “The flames.”

Dean: “It’s zero o’clock Sam.”

Dean: “A tree falling in the woods-“

Sam: “Is not equal to an invisible Fairy exploding in a microwave. Clean it up.”

Dean: “But it’s not foil Sam. It’s aluminum.”

Dean: “Curses, foiled again! What. Too soon?”

Sam: “Fifteen minutes since you shorted it out? Yeah, too soon.”



-I could see Dean doing this- AC22

Dean: “Whats a little burnt Winchester Surprise between brothers?

Sam: “It’s just a microwave Dean.”

Dean: “Really? Not even Garcia would be able to figure this thing out!”

Sam: “That’s it. I’m revoking your Netflix privileges.”

Dean: “I asked myself WWGD?”

Sam: “I know what Garcia would do. She’d press a button.”

A Moment In Hell


Rowena: “Another difficult Caption Contest picture! He’s a cruel one that Other Other Winnnnchester!”

Crowley: “I must admit he’s making even me at my most evil look rather amateurish.”

Rowena: “Aye, a run for yur money to be sure. Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’d cast a spell on him if I didn’t enjoy it so much!”

Crowley: “Or HellHounds. Big, slobbering beasts. To rip him apart. Piece by piece. Slowly. But actually I owe him a thanks. I’ve instituted the contest as a new method of torture so Win-Win!”

Rowena: “You couldn’t resist. You just had to quote him, didn’t ye? You can’t go one minute without talking about, referencing, quoting or bringing him up. As if one summer galavanting around wasn’t enough!”

Crowley: “Dean? I think that’s “Winner, winner, chicken dinner”! And it wasn’t a galavant so much as it was a bromance. Like House and Wilson in the end without the motorcycles. Or the cancer diagnosis. And the fact that he’s not a brilliant diagnostician with a limp...”

Rowena: “Binge much? Wilson? More like House and Cuddy. Denial is not just a river in Egypt. That sounds like Dean. So predictably common.”

Crowley: “The Nile. Admit it, he grows on you. Besides have you looked at him? The green eyes, that sarcastic smirk... Is it hotter than normal in here or is that just me? Ok. Stop stalling. What about this damned contest?”

Rowena: “Ach. I give up. It’s too hard. Yes, he does have adorable freckles and those killer lips but me? I’m more of a Sam girl. Plus the fact that he’s destined to be the one to kill me adds just the right amount of spice. All kind of hot. And he's so firm! When I think about-“

Crowley: “Enough. I don’t want to hear your Winchester fantasy anymore than you do mine. Trust me. Think tentacles, shackles and whipped cream. Besides - don’t forget it is Saturday. There doesn’t appear to be much response to this one. Apparently we aren’t the only ones stumped. So we will wait for the new posting.”

Rowena: “You ARE a novice.”

Crowley: “Did I mention evil whipped cream?” And who’s the novice? Fifth? Try Sixth and a half base!”

Rowena: “He told you? That flannel philanderer. Well, that’s the last time I try to impart my expertise. Sam appreciated it. At least I think he did seeing as he chose not to use that moment to strike me down...”

Crowley: “Focus Mother.”

Rowena: “Even the Black Grimoire was no help. And before you ask, there is nothing in The Book of the Damned either. Or the Codex... Surely you know ye can’t go by it being the week ending. Not with this Torture Master!”

Crowley: “A man after my own cold, dead heart.

Rowena: “Are we talking about Dean again or the Other, Other?”

Crowley: “Both. I wonder how he feels about an evil whipped cream three way?”

Rowena: “Ordinarily a three way is boy-boy-girl or girl, girl, boy. Not-“

Crowley: “Now who’s the amateur?”

Rowena: “What’s French for a foursome?”

Crowley: “I’ll bring the shackles!”



- AlyCat22.


I brought it over.

Dean: “Pizza reheated in a microwave? That’s just evil Sam!”

Dean: “I’ve found my line Sam. I can’t let you reheat your fish in this microwave.”

You know us Nate, always up for the challenge ?

Sam "I can't believe you put fish in the microwave!"
Dean "Damn it Sam, I'm telling you, it was a fairy"
Sam " Yeah? next you'll be telling me Unicorns fart rainbows"
Dean "about that.,.."

Dean " ok, so I screwed up the microwave, that doesn't mean I'm responsible for for your computer freezing"

Dean: "What do you mean I can't use it to dry my socks? A good hunter always improvises!"

Sam " Just take a breath Dean, we figured out how to avert multiple Apocalyptic events, we can figure out how to use the Microwave"

How many people does it take to figure out how use a Microwave?

Sam: "I've read vinegar is good for cleaning a microwave."

Dean: "What about Holy water? Damn it! There goes our deposit."

Sam: "Did you at least wish upon a star, Jiminy?"

Dean: "Salt, burn and bury?"

Sam: "Yeah, like the motel wouldnt notice their microwave missing."

Dean: "The ratio of size vs Fairy ech-"

Sam: "Who would've expected?"

Sam: "Good thing you didn't hit reheat."

Dean: "Or the popcorn button. Could you imagine?"

Sam: "Thats not - nevermind."

Dean: "Good thing I didnt hit the popcorn button!"

Dean: "Next time I go to the library to do research!"

Dean: "I expected glitter!"

Never eat a pizza roll right out of the microwave.

Sam: I think two bags of popcorn is enough.

Dean: Each? Right?

Sam: "Nipples?"
Dean: "Yeah."
Sam: Was she a black haired beauty with big dark eyes. And points all her own, sitting way up high?"
Dean: "Don't 'Night Moves' me, man."

Dean " Dude, you seriously thought the microwave was the best place to hide the Colt from Bela?"

Sam " You could say the same about hiding it under your pillow when Cass is around"

Dean "Bro, We seriously need a guard dog"

Miracle " Woof??"

Dean " Hey, it's not my fault. Ok? Mom wanted to cook you a welcome home Winchester Surprise"

Sam: "I'm gonna be sick."

Dean: "Shake it off Sam."

Sam: "Yeah sure, you're definitely not a Tay-Tay fan."

Sam "What's dead should stay dead"
Dean " It was just a Turducken sandwich, Sam"
Sam " No harm in making sure"
Dean ( with sad face) "well it's toast now.. ."

Dean: "Plan?"

Sam: "Your relationship with Oberon. Maybe he'll let this slide?"

Dean: "Salt spill. No sex, no service."

Sam: "You can't expect the maid to clean that up."

Dean: "Why not?"

Sam: "Because she can't see it?"

Sam: "Faery come in many shapes and sizes-"

Dean: "Yeah? How many you think we can cram in here?"

Sam: "At one time?"

Dean: "Work smarter, not harder."

Dean: "Pizza rolls?"

Sam: *urppp*

Dean: "Too soon?"

Dean: "Fairy dust?"

Sam: "That's Pixie Stix, Dean."

Sam: "You interacted?"

Dean: "Forcefully."

Sam: "Pewter-riffic!"

Sam: "Hope that wasnt my Blue Fairy."

Dean: "They come in colors now?"

Dean: Sammy what do you mean we cant cook a cake in the Microwave? It's Jacks 4th birthday we gotta do something.
Sam: I don't know Dean thats just what the lore says.
Dean: S.O.B

Sam " So Dad's finally getting the hang of modern technology?"
Dean " No, he thinks it's a room safe"
Sam " You gonna tell him?"
Dean " You tell him"
Sam " Rock, Paper, Scissors, looser tells Dad?"
Dean "Bring it"

Dean " She was too small to take out with the grenade launcher and too agile for the ninja stars"

Dean " Sammy, I appreciate the effort, I do, but you should have stuck to grilled cheese"

Dean " I don't know what to tell you Sammy, but she flew in and there were just sparks between us"

Sam " You said it didn't you?"
Dean " Oh No I Didn't"
Sam "Oh Yes You Did"
Dean "Oh No I Didn't"
Sam "Oh Yes You Did"

* Some time later...

Dean " Ok, Ok, I said it, I do believe in Fairies"
Sam "What part of Tulpa do you not understand?"

Dean " I told her we weren't compatible, not even on the same wavelength..."

Dean " I went old school, told her ladies first, held the door open for her....works like a charm every time"

Dean " Sam, you can't use the microwave to boost your WiFi signal"
Sam "Hate to tell you, but if I switch this off, the WiFi will speed up, that's just facts"
Dean " but my food...."

Dean "So I killed Tinkerbell, sue me"

Dean: Yes Sam....they taste like chicken!

Dean: "Most recommended way to dispose of a Fairy. I Googled it!"

Dean: "It was either this or a Pest Strip."

Dean: "You should be thanking me. They multiply like fruitflies!"

Sam: "We're not registering "Little Hot, Glowing, Naked Lady" as a domain name."

Dean: "One word. Bitcoin. Millionaires Sam. Millionaires!"

Dean: "Think of it! Hot, Glowing, Naked Ladies.Com!"

Dean " I told you NOT to jam the Lego's in there"

Sam " Next you'll be telling me you can time travel through a closet"