Seth scrolled through his tumblr tag as he sat in the backseat to pass the time as him and his fellow shield members and closest friends drove the 3 hours to the next arena when he busted out laughing.

"If you have jokes Seth do share." Dean said as he stared out the passenger seat window in hopes of distracting himself from the boredom he felt.

"Dude these chicks gave us the dumbest nicknames ever. Mines Sethy." He said busting out laughing.

"Do I even want to know mine?" Dean asked uninterested as his eyes grazed over the cars and people inside them hoping to spot a hot chick.

"I dunno Deany." Seth said trying to hold in his laughter and Dean let out a sigh.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" He muttered after hearing the nickname his fan base had given them.

"Romans has to be the best." Seth continued in his laughing fit. Roman, who was driving, had completely tuned them out, but once he heard his name along with Seth's uncontrollable laughter he looked at him in the rearview mirror.

"What could possibly be so funny?" Roman asked in the same uninterested tone as Dean. He just wanted to get to the arena.

"You're nickname, man. Oh my god." He said wiping the years from his eyes and Dean turned in his seat.

"Okay this one I gotta hear." He said cracking a smile. By the way his friend was laughing, the kind of laugh that lacks breathing and makes you go red in the face, he knew it had to be good.

"It's fucking RoRo." He said and Dean couldn't help but begin to laugh as well.

"You mean like ' row row row your boat gently down the stream'?" Dean asked as Seth's laughs became silent and he slapped his knees while his face went beet red while nodding. "Jesus Seth, breathe." Dean said laughing along with his friend but Roman looked far from amused. "Come on RoRo what's wrong?" He asked trying to keep a straight face but it cracked into a smile as he snickered.

"I'm gonna RoRo my foot up your ass if you call me that again." Roman said stiffly from the driver seat.

"Come on we all got nicknames, right Deany?" Seth asked leaning between the seats of his friends.

"That's right Sethy." Dean cooed at him as he stroked his chin like he were a child. "RoRo just doesn't like his." He continued to say in that child like voice when Roman swerved to the side of the road.

"Get out. Both of you out." He said frustrated with the pair. Seth sat back in his seat quietly, all humour gone from the vehicle and Roman began to drive again content with the silence.

"What RoRoed up your ass?" He heard Dean mutter as he went back to staring out the window and Roman swore he was getting speared as soon as they reached their destination.