The loud rumbling of the engine cut through the silence of that dark night like a sharp knife, the headlights showing brightly again the blackness surrounding it. The 67' Chevy Impala was a black beauty, the only one of its kind, and I can say this with complete confidence. For although there may have been plenty of 1967 Chevy Impalas manufactured back then, none of them had been through anything that even came close to what this car had been through. None of them could boast of having travelled with two children who had turned out to be heroes.

It was all of a sudden that the boys found themselves in utter and complete darkness. The soothing sounds of the engine abruptly stopped and there was silence again.

"Well," The eldest of both the boys said, adding a side grin to his features as he continued, "looking on the bright side, at least now things can't get any worse."

Just a second later, the brothers start hearing the sounds of rain falling on the roof followed by an obvious bitchface from the younger brother directed towards the older one.

"Oh crap!" Dean mumbled under his breath.

"Somebody help us!" Sam cried out loud, "I'm stuck in the car with my obnoxious big brother!"

"No you are….I am not obnoxious!" Dean exclaimed, turning around to face Sam.

Sam only glared at Dean in response.

"Shut up!" Dean said, "I'm adorable!"

Help!

A/N: This first one was a little short, I admit, but it was just me testing my drabble-writing skills. Anyways, one-shot/drabble requests are welcome. Seriously, send requests! Alright I hope you enjoyed this little drabble. Next one will be coming soon enough...