ME: *Sigh...* Why isn't Dean real?
DEAN: What are you talking about! I am real you idiot, try looking over your shoulder!
ME: Dean? But you're not supposed to be real?
DEAN: Well, I am.
ME: That is so cool! *Sigh dreamily, thinking abot Dean.*
DEAN: Just shut-up and write something about yourself, and stop obsessing about me!
ME: I'm not obsessing!
DEAN: really... You're not obsessing?
ME: No!
DEAN: Then why do you have a picture of me on your wall?
ME: I... Uh... That's not...Just... shut-up ok!
DEAN: Ha Ha Ha.
ME: That is so not funny... Just wait til I get my hands on you!
DEAN: Bring it on Midgit!
ME: WHAT did you just call me?!
DEAN: Oh... I'm sorry, did I hit a nerve?
ME:You're so annoying, how does Sam put up with you!
SAM: I don't.
DEAN: What are yout alking about Sammy, you love me and you know it.
SAM: Yeah, but I'm your brother... I pretty much have to love you.
DEAN: Hey! That's... Ok, fine... What's your excuse, Midgit?
ME: I So do not Love you!
DEAN: Really Miss '*Sigh...* Why isn't Dean real?'
ME: That was a stray thought, you weren't supposed to hear it!
DEAN: Ha hardie ha ha.
ME: Very funny.
SAM: Would you just write your bio already!
ME: Fine... *Pouts,* Party Pooper.
DEAN: See... I told you so Sammy!
SAM: Ashlee, write. bio. now!
ME: ALRIGHT!
I am nineteen. and LOVE Supernatural. i watch it every week and simply can't get by if i don't watch at least one episode a day, to me Supernatural is a way for me to escape the real world... it is my paradise, i know that's werid but its how i feel.
it is my beliefe that if monsters really did exist, life would be much, much more exciting. So, that's why i write my stories; to put myself into the world of Supernatural.
I am also a HUGE Dean fan, i can sit for hours thinking about him; for any Sam fans no offence, but he is just a little too puppy-dog cute for my liking... I like guys who hide their feelings, like Dean; although i occasionally like sensitive, caring guys too (depends on my mood i guess.)
Anywho, my name is Ashlee, i have been watching Supernatural for three years and smiply can't get enough of it.
DEAN: I knew you loved me.
ME: Shut-up!
SAM: I am not too cute, there is no such thing!
ME: I'm sorry, its just how I feel... Maybe if you were a bit more stoic?
SAM: You have Dean for that.
DEAN: I don't know Sammy, it couldn't hurt if you were just a bit less girly.
SAM: Shut-up Dean... Or I'll tell her how 'stoic' you were on your first 'date,'.
DEAN: YOU wouldn't!
SAM: Try me Jerk.
ME: What happened, tell me, tell me tell_
DEAN: Don't you dare tell her you BITCH!
SAM: Only if you promise to stop calling me girly.
DEAN: Fine.
ME: NOOO!
DEAN: *Laughs.*
ME: TELL ME!
SAM and DEAN: NO!
ME: *Grumbling loudly,* I hate you both. *Storms out of bed room.*
Sam: Maybe we should go?
Dean: Yeah, she seem's a little pissed.
Sam: Ok. *Says loudly.* We're going now!
