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"Um, Y/N? What happened in here?"
You whirl around and see Sam and Dean standing by the door, looking shocked.
You offer a sheepish smile. "Um, I was trying to reorganize the weapons shelf. It kinda collapsed." Knives, guns, and even a few ninja stars are strewn all over the floor.
"We'll help you clean this up, Y/N. You really should be more careful." Sam scolds, but he doesn't sound angry. Dean just kinda stares at the mess in disbelief.
"Yeah, Y/N, no offense, but you've been making quite a few messes lately." Dean remarks, sounding exasperated.
"No, I got this, really! I'll have it cleaned up in no time!" You insist, although you have no idea where to start. You bend over to pick up a large gun but trip over your own feet and fall backwards, landing flat on your ass.
"Y/N!" Sam cries, rushing to you.
"I'm okay, I'm okay. Um, by chance, do either of you know how to remove a ninja star from a buttock?"
You don't have to look up to know the face Dean is making.
