"Merry Christmas Bro!" Sam Winchester said to his pouting older brother.

"Just get it over with Sam, I don't like this chick-flick crap," Dean Winchester said in an get-the-hell-out-of-my-face tone.

"Oh come on, you know you've been wanting to open your presents," Sam said smiling.

"Bitch."

"Jerk"

"Fine, I'll open my presents Sam, but don't expect a hug or anything," Dean said reluctantly.

Sam handed over a small package tied with green string. Dean looked at the present as if it were going to bite him. Dean had never had much of a holiday spirit and Sam always had. It always ended up as an interesting Christmas.

"Just take it already!" Sam exclaimed.

"God! Fine! I'm taking it OK?" Dean asked.

He carefully took the present and started to unwrap it. Inside the small package was a bottle of Holy Water on a thick leather band to wear on Dean's neck.

"Hey! Portable Holy Water! Thanks Sammy! I never can find Holy Water when I need it!" Dean said. Sam smiled.

"No Sam! I told you! NO chick-flick crap!" Dean exclaimed.

"Oh, Come here you!" Sam said and gave Dean a hug.

"God, Sam! You Jerk!"

Sam laughed. He loved to annoy his older brother.

"Sam, I got you a present too, but now I'm wondering if I should give it to you," Dean said.

"Oh come on Dean, you know I was just kidding around! Now give me my present!" Sam said.

"Nah, I don't think I should," Dean said.

"Dean!"

"No!"

"Dammit Dean! Give me the damn present!" Sam shouted.

"Sheesh! Here you go! No need to cry about it, Bitch."

"Jerk."

Dean gave Sam the present, which Sam greedily opened.

Inside was a Sports Illustrated Mag, which included girls with hardly any clothing on.

"Now, don't get all gushy on me," Dean said.

"Dean, this is the present you bought for yourself 2 years ago," Sam said.

"So? Sam, don't tell me you don't like it!" Dean exclaimed.

"But it's yours!"

"Ya! You know it's hard for me to share, besides, that's my favorite one," Dean said.

"Fine, thank you Dean, it's great," Sam said.

"Damn right it is! Now hand me some of that egg-nog, liquor added please," Dean said.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door of their hotel room. The brothers looked at each other.

"Who in the hell could that be?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, let's check it out," Sam said.

Dean and Sam tip-toed over to the door. Dean pulled out a gun, Sam did the same. Dean nodded. Sam opened the door and Dean hid behind the curtains to get ready for a sneak attack.

"Oh my God. Dad?"

"Merry Christmas Sammy."

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