Tittle: Let's Go For A Ride
Challenge: Over
Word Count: 100 on the dot
Disclaimer: Kripkie owns them, for all it's good.
A/N: Why were we not allowed to see this? This would have been amazing. I wish I had more than 100 words to do this justice!

Castiel leaned over and turned the dial. Dean looked over at him, with jaw agape. "Cas. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cakehole."

Castiel pouted, looking out the window. "DEER!" he screamed, pointing.

The Impala swerved. "THERE WASN'T A DEER, CAS! That's a squirrel!"

Two hours of dead silence. "Why are we pulling over Dean?"

"I have to go."

"Well, yes that's why we're driving…"

"Wait here, Cas."

Castiel waited as patiently as he could. That wasn't much. "Can I drive?"

"No."

The classic rock was blaring again.

They approached the motel. Castiel sighed. "Is it over, yet?"