Truth Or Dare With The DOD and JW Book 2

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

Air: IT'S DEAN WINCHESTER'S BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!!!!

Nightflyer: How cool that his birthday's on a Thursday this year. Do you think they'll mention it in tonight's episode?

Air: THEY BETTER.

Joy: Heh.

Nightflyer: What?

Joy: It's the 69th part of this book.

Nightflyer:......Really?

Joy: Yes, I am that immature, now let's move on.

Air: You know how there's all these jokes about cats sitting on their owner's laptops and preventing them from getting work done?

Rainkeeper: Yeah.

Air: Well, that scenario is much worse when it's an eighty pound dog that wants to cuddle instead of a cat.

Nightflyer: Oh no.

Air: Our scavenger author's dog somehow flipped the screen upside down so let's see how well this can be written upside down.

Joy: Wonderful.

Air: So, who's our dare for today?

Rainkeeper: Actually, Air, it's for you.

Air: ME? REALLY?

Nightflyer: Yep.

Air: YAY! What do I have to do?

Seashell: Just sit back and watch Cliff sing Carry On My Wayward Son.

Air:.......*hugs the scavenger that dared this*

Air: BEST DAY TO DO THIS DARE!!!

Nightflyer: I thought so.

*Cliff appears*

Cliff: HI!

Hosts: HI ADORABLE CINNABUN SKYWING PRINCE!

Cliff: I'm gonna sing, right?

Nightflyer: Yep, you're gonna sing for-

*lights flicker*

[NOT JOKING- THE LIGHTS IN MY ROOM JUST FLICKERED, GET THE SALT]

Air: GET THE SALT.

Joy: No, it's fine. Cliff, you're gonna sing for Air today, kay?

Cliff: OKAY! I's been practicing.

Air: AWWWWWWWW This is gonna be so cute. 

Cliff: Start the music!

Joy: *clicks on boombox*

Air: Permission to sing with him?

Nightflyer: Well, you're only supposed to watch....

Air: That's what you're supposed to do with the show too. Just watch. Not fangirl, not obsess, not write and read fanfiction- just watch. But who the hell follows that rule?

Nightflyer: True, true..... Okay, permission granted.

Cliff: Carry on my wayward son

For there'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest

Don't you cry no more

Air: Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond the illusion
I was soaring ever higher, but I flew too high

Cliff: Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say

Air/Cliff: *dancing*

Air/Cliff: CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON, FOR THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE! LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST, DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE!

Air: Join us!!!!

Nightflyer: Eh, why not.

Joy: We all know the lyrics.

Rainkeeper: It's such a classic song- how can you NOT know the lyrics?

Seashell: No idea.

Hosts/Cliff: MASQUERADING AS A MAN WITH A REASON

MY CHARADE IS THE EVENT OF THE SEASON

AND IF I CLAIM TO BE A WISE MAN, IT SURELY MEANS THAT I DON'T KNOW

ON A STORMY SEA OF MOVING EMOTION
TOSSED ABOUT I'M LIKE A SHIP ON THE OCEAN

I SET A COURSE FOR WINDS OF FORTUNE, BUT I HEAR THE VOICES SAY

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE

LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST

DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE

Air: *does epic guitar solo*

All: CARRY ON, YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER

CARRY ON, NOTHING EQUALS THE SPLENDOR

NOW YOUR LIFE'S NO LONGER EMPTY

SURELY HEAVEN WAITS FOR YOU

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON

FOR THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE

LAY YOUR WEARY HEAD TO REST

DON'T YOU CRY NO MORE

Air: THANK YOU KANSAS!!!!!!!

Nightflyer: Do you think they had Sam and Dean be from Kansas because of the band, or did they choose this song because the band was named Kansas?

Air:.......That's a great question....

Air: ALL I KNOW IS THAT SUPERNATURAL IS THE BEST! SAM AND DEAN ARE BROTHER GOALS! DESTIEL FOR LIFE! I LOVE SUPERNATURALLLLLLL!!!!!!

Air: HAVE A HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAN!!!!

Nightflyer: So Dean's birthday is January 24th.

Air: YEP!

Nightflyer: When's Sam's?

Air: MAy 2nd.

Nightflyer: Mary's?

Air: September 8th.

Nightflyer: *googles*

Nightflyer: WTF ALL THE WINCHESTER'S BIRTHDAYS ARE ON THURSDAYS THIS YEAR!

Air: It's a happy and sad thing.

Nightflyer: So, how old is Dean today?

Air: Um......Thiry something?

Nightflyer: What year was he born?

Air: 1979.

Nightflyer: *does mental math*

Nightflyer: That means he's 40 today.

Air:.....I feel old now.

Nightflyer: And Sam Winchester is 35.

Air: Wow.

Air: STILL LOVE THEM!