Day 3
(Imagine its Dean with Sam in his arms)
His paw was hurting so bad that it was difficult to walk on. He was whimpering, each time pressure was put on his right front paw. Dean was on his laptop trying to entertain his boredom. Dean sighed, reading some random destiel fanfiction and huffed. "What the hell is wrong with people?? Crazy!" He grumbles. Sam limps to his brother and whimpers. Dean looked at Sam, noticing Sam's paw was bleeding. "Alright we are going to the vet Sammy..." He says as he wraps the dog in a towel. He picks him up and sends Sam to the vet right away.
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