Bring It On, Baldy.
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Dean grinned. It seemed like years since he'd engaged in a prank war with his kid brother.
True, plenty of water had passed under the bridge since then, and they were no longer the spring chickens they used to be, but this was too good a chance to miss.
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Sam had practically challenged him with his... "Stay out of my room, Dean!"
"No way Sammy. This is war." Dean muttered under his breath as his brother slammed the outer door behind him.
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He felt a weight lift from his heart, he missed those days, the bitching, the two of them together on the road... no the three, Sam, him and the Impala; before the Men of Letters; before the bunker; well before a lot of things...
"Enough, Winchester! Get with the here and now."
He walked down the same corridor he'd prowled when stalking Sammy as a demon, but this time there was only a childish mischievousness in his heart. He mentally browsed through all the pranks he'd used on Sam, chose the sweetest and prepared his little surprise.
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"Dean...!" Sam's roar echoed down the corridor. "What the hell! You're a moron, you know that, don't you! Way past the age of putting itching powder in my pants. I'll get you back for this. You...you... just wait and see!"
Dean smirked beatifically and made a bee-line for the bathroom. Better to give his little brother time to cool down.
He grabbed the latest issue of Busty Asian Beauties and closed the door behind him just before a wrathful Sam thundered into the library!
"You can't stay in there forever, Dean. You'll have to come out sooner or later and when you do...!
On the other side of the door Dean chuckled. There was nothing more hilarious than a pissed-off Sammy!
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The end