#like you don’t understand #if we never see that fucking amulet again i’m going to have nightmares for the rest of my life #in twenty years i’ll sit down to talk to my therapist about my failing marriage #and they’ll ask me why i’m so afraid of commitment and i’ll tell them about how commitment doesn’t exist #and they’ll say ‘how can you know for sure’ #and i’ll start bawling and scream ‘BECAUSE THE SAMULET STAYED IN THE TRASH’ #and then later after i’ve burned the building to the ground in a fit of rage and the police are shoving me in the back of the cruiser #and just sniff and whisper ‘no no. sam picked it up. i know he did. he’s keeping it. keeping it secret. keeping it safe.’ #and then the arresting officer will whip around and look me right in my eyeballs and breath ‘Supernatural?’ #and my eyes ‘ll get real real wide #and together we’ll go on a mass murdering spree #and that is why the samulet should come back. thank you for your time.