"What are you doing?" Priestly asked, sliding into the backseat of the car.
"Hmmm?" Faith hummed, busily typing away on her Blackberry. She barely even looked up.
"Mom, Earth to Mom?" he snapped his fingers at her ears to get her attention.
"What?" she turned to look at him.
"What are you playing?" he asked, gesturing to her phone.
"I'm not playing," she replied. "I'm twittering."
"You twitter?" he grinned.
"I tweet," she confirmed.
Priestly immediately pulled out his iPhone. "I tweet too!"
Dean & Sam
"Of course you're twits," Dean rolled his eyes.
"Twitter, Dean. It's an online thing," Sam explained.
Dean just looked at him confused.
Faith and Priestly
Faith chuckled, and kept typing.
"What's your name, Mom... oh wait..." Priestly made a face. "Really? That's your name?"
"Oh, whatever," Faith said, waving her hand at him. "Because 'Zacofficial' is so much cooler."
Priestly huffed and turned to Sam. "She thinks she's a dinosaur."
Sam
"Not getting involved," Sam put his hands up.
Faith and Priestly
"Dad!" Priestly insisted.
"Sorry Zeph," Faith grinned. "He'll side with me anywho."
"No way, he will not. Uncle Dean?"
Dean
"I have no idea what this conversation's even about," Dean shook his head.
"And I don't want to know."
Priestly and Faith
"Gross!" Priestly's nose wrinkled up as he read through his twitter wall. "Mom, delete it."
Faith smirked. "Sorry kid. It's my twitter. Don't follow if it offends you."
"It wouldn't bother me if you weren't talking about sex with Dad."
Sam
"Faith," Sam said in warning, slicing his finger across his throat.
Faith
"All it says is that I had a good wake up call," Faith shrugged. "He's assuming. And we all know what happens when you make an assumption."
Priestly frowned. "That's not - "
"You make an ass out of you and umption," she continued, grinning.
Dean & Sam
"Poor Umption," Dean shook his head sadly.
"Ok then," Sam was looking at her in the mirror.
Faith and Priestly
"Dude," Faith said, glancing at Dean. "I totally have a rainbow tart craving."
Priestly just looked at Sam.
Dean
"Ooh," Dean pulled a face.
"You had to go and say that when we're miles away from anywhere that would sell ingredients."
Faith and Priestly
"Kansas," Faith grinned. "Who do you think you're talking to?"
"Sugarfiend," Priestly nodded.
"Exactly," she continued. "Pull over. I have the stuff in my bag."
Dean & Sam
"You're kidding," Dean looked at her in the mirror.
"I doubt it," Sam looked across at him.
Dean glanced back, then found the next park spot and pulled in.
Faith and Priestly
Faith grinned and got out of the car, heading around for the trunk.
"Those things are disgusting," Priestly said, leaning back against the seat.
Sam & Dean
"I'm glad it's now an even sided argument," Sam said.
Dean got out and joined her at the trunk.
Faith and Priestly
Faith unzipped the bags and pulled out the poptarts and the rainbow belts.
"You know, we should market these things," she mused, opening the packet of poptarts.
"Yeah," Priestly said to Sam. "They have no tastebuds."
Dean
"I'm not that inclined to share," Dean shugged her off as he pulled out his lighter.
He waited until she put the first one together then began toasting it with his lighter.
"Ladies first," he held the finished product out to her.
Faith
"Thanks handsome," Faith grinned.
She took it and blew gently on the top to cool it off.
Dean
Dean started making the next one, grinning madly.