Title: Language Barrier

Author: PlatinumRoseLady

Disclaimer: Oh if they were mine, I'd show them such a wicked good time… but they're not. Dammit.

Challenge Word: "wicked"

Word Count: 100 words. Because I can.

Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.

Spoiler Alert: None.

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Waiting for Sam to exit the small gas station/store with supplies, Dean got out the Impala, soaking in the late afternoon sun.

A group of teenagers strolled by, one of the kids murmuring to his buddies, "Now there's a wicked old car!"

Dean's eye narrowed. What was it with people in the Northeast and their use of the word "wicked" for "very"?

And couldn't these kids tell the difference between "old" and "classic"?

Sam walked out, caught the teen's remark, and grinned.

Dean glared. "What?"

"At least they were just talking about the car, Dean, not the driver…"

"Bitch."

"Jerk."