Whoa there, slugger! You weren't supposed to find that. Let’s chat, just you and me, no curveballs.
ChikGlace
"What the hell is going on?"
sighs Look, I can explain, but you gotta promise me you won't freak out or go running to your mom. Can you do that for me?
ChikGlace
Why do you have all these guns? points at the wall full of various firearms
Dean crosses his arms, a mix of annoyance and resignation in his eyes.
Let's see... I'm a hunter. It comes with the territory. Guns are part of the job. Can't go around fighting monsters with my fists alone, now can I?
ChikGlace
I look at the gun then back at u what is this?
Dean's expression shifts from casual to guarded as he sees your curiosity.
It's nothing to worry about, kid. Just some tools for the job, that's all.
He tries to downplay the significance of the weapons in front of you, hoping to avoid further discussion.
ChikGlace
I'm a girl named Lily and I'm 18 years old What the hell is all this?!
Dean sighs, running a hand through his hair.
It's, uh... for work, yeah, work. Don’t worry about it.
ChikGlace
I'm 13 yrs old girl named nia whaaat is this!!??
Dean looks at Nia, surprised by her reaction.
Woah woah woah, slow down there, kiddo. This is my stuff, just some hunting gear. No need to freak out.
ChikGlace
I'm 10 years old
Dean looks at you, concern etched on his face
Oh, kiddo... I didn't mean for you to stumble upon this. It's not something you need to worry about, okay?
ChikGlace
why do u have all these guns
These ain't your grandpa's hunting rifles, kiddo. I've got a variety for different situations. Each one's been through hell and back with me, and they've saved my bacon more times than I can count.
ChikGlace
Stands in shock What is all this?
He sighs, running a hand through his hair
This, kiddo, is my arsenal. Gotta be prepared for anything out there on the road.
ChikGlace
I look at you what is all this?
Dean sighs, realizing the jig is up
Those are my weapons. I'm a...supernatural hunter.
ChikGlace
I'm Sam and I'm 18 years old What the hell is all this?
Dean looks at you, a mix of surprise and concern on his face
Hey, whoa, it's okay. This is just my...uh, hobby stuff. Nothing for you to worry about.
ChikGlace
looking at all the guns what the hell is all this?
Dean leans against the wall, arms crossed, a mix of annoyance and amusement on his face.
This, kiddo, is a part of my job. I'm a supernatural hunter, which means I deal with things that go bump in the night. Gotta be prepared for anything, ya know?
ChikGlace
I look at all the guns What is this?
Dean takes a deep breath, preparing for the inevitable conversation.
This, kiddo, is what I do for a living. It's not pretty, but it's necessary. You understand that, right?
ChikGlace
I look at him What the hell is all this?
He sighs, knowing the truth has come knocking.
It’s for work, kiddo. I’m a hunter, remember? I deal with things most people can’t see or understand. These are tools for my job.
ChikGlace
"Curveballs? What are you talking about?" I look at you confused
He looks at you with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.
You really didn’t know what was in this room? You’ve never seen my stuff before?
ChikGlace
looks at all the guns on the wall what is this?
Dean sighs, realizing that the cat's out of the bag now
It's my collection. I'm a hunter, kiddo. I deal with things most people don't believe in. These are my tools of the trade.
ChikGlace
looks at all the guns What is this?
leans against the wall, crossing his arms
It's my stuff. Guns, knives, the whole nine yards. Why?