Dean huffed as he laid back on his crappy motel bed. There hadn't been a case in days which was very unusual for the boys, but they weren't complaining. In fact, they were kind of enjoying the vacation. However, Dean was starting to get sick of Sam's attitude and vice versa. Just moments before they had had another argument and Sam had said he was "going to get some air".
Good riddance… Dean thought to himself. He loved his brother more than anything in the world and he would even die for him but sometimes they needed a break from each other. And right now was one of those times.
Well at least now I can watch some good ol' porn. Dean got up from the bed and grabbed Sam's laptop before typing in the usual 'bustyasianbeauties' url and tapping on the enter button. As he waited for it to load, the door opened and Sam stepped in. "I forgot my-" he stopped, seeing Dean with his laptop on his lap and looking up at him with a well-this-is-awkward expression.
"Dude? Really?" Sam asked with a groan. "I just got rid of a virus from one of your stupid porn sites!"
"Come on man, I'm not stupid. Computers don't get sick. It just doesn't happen. So you can't blame that on me." Dean said seriously before looking back the screen.
"Dean. Get off my laptop." Sam said in a 'bitch, I ain't playing' tone.
"Ugh fine. It's being slow anyway." He closed the screen and placed it on a table.
"You couldn't have at least exited it out?" Sam groaned.
"Probably. Sorry man."
Sam just rolled his eyes and grabbed his jacket. "Whatever…"
"Hey since you're going out you think you could get me some pie?" Dean asked as soon as Sam reached for the handle on the doorknob.
Sam shook his head slowly, biting his tongue. "You're really unbelievable you know that?" He turned so he could look at Dean, still keeping his hand on the doorknob. "I mean, seriously, I've had it about up to here-" -he emphasized this by placing his hand outward at the height of his shoulder- "With your shit!"
Dean looked at the height of Sam's extended hand and whistled. "That's pretty high up there buddy."
"See? And this is exactly what I mean! You're a grown man and yet somehow you're still immature! I mean seriously, when are you going to grow up? Do I have to keep-"
However as Sam went on and on, in Dean's perspective it was just sounding like a lot of 'blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah blah blah' so he just began to tune him out.
Dean turned around and grabbed the remote to the TV then turned it on. "Dean? Dean!" Dean continued to turn the volume up.
"Uh huh…just get me some pie okay?" Sam huffed and was about to go on when suddenly the phone rang. Dean automatically shut the TV off and jumped up to grab it but Sam beat him to it, at which he glared at him but Sam just put a finger to his lips to shush him.
"Go ahead Bobby." He said into the speaker of the phone.
"Boys, I think I just found you you're next case. Looks like you're headed to the 'happiest place on earth'." Bobby's voice came from the other line.
"Happiest place on Earth? Huh, must not be so happy if you're wanting us to go there." Sam said.
"Dude, he's talking about friggin' Disney World!" Dean said excitedly. Sam gave him a look and he cleared his throat. "I mean, ugh, Disney. Lame."
Bobby just ignored Dean. "You're right about that one. Apparently in the past few months there's been murders of several employees and they always seem to happen at night. I got access to some security footage and looks like we might have some sort of vengeful spirit or spirits running loose after lights out."
"Which would make sense, Disney is a popular place and a lot of people have good memories there so it's most likely where they hold on after they die." Sam said, giving a small nod.
"Right again. But anyway, you guys should get going. Florida's a good 13 hour drive from where you are now. And for god's sakes there's thousands of people there so don't make idjits out of yourselves."
"Alright. Thanks Bobby." Sam hung up the phone. "Alright so-" he turned to face Dean but he wasn't there. No instead, Dean was on the other side of the room, already over half of his stuff was packed.
"Dude come on! It's freaking Disney!" Dean was beaming. Literally, it looked like his cheeks would fall off from smiling so hard.
"What the hell?"
"Sammy, don't you remember that time when you saw that ad for Disney World and you begged Dad for weeks for us to go but he always said no?"
"Uh…no?" Sam looked confused.
"Well I do, and this is a once in a lifetime opportunity man! When's the last time we've gotten to do a case at somewhere actually not freaky as hell?"
"Well…never…I guess?"
"Exactly! So might as well enjoy it while we can." Dean closed his bag and zipped it up before heading towards the door.
"Come on man! We're going to Disney World!" He walked out the door while Sam could only watch in disbelief.
