How to Explain to Your Little Brother; Winchester Style
1. A Special Kind of Twister
Sam was around 6 years old, and as everybody knows, 6 year olds tend to be curious and want to explore; especially during the wrong times. It was around 9 p.m. and Dean had a 'play mate' over which the girl who he had over laughed at which Sam never really understood why. Well despite Dean warning Sammy to be in bed by 7, he stayed up to watch a scary movie about a monster killing people in bed. Little Sam was cowering in the corner of the couch as the monster jumped from under the covers and strangled the victim. He was shaking by the time the credits rolled around.
'Uh oh.' Sam thought, 'Dean is gonna kill me for staying up late! Maybe he won't notice if I'm super sneaky.'
Sam slowly lowered himself to the floor and scampered down to the entrance of the hallway. As he slowly crept towards his room he heard a loud groan. Sam froze. He heard it again but now there was panting and a girl was shouting in a whispering away. That's when Sam heard it; Dean was yelling too! And he sounded in pain! It was the monster and he had his big brother in his terrible clutches! Sammy quickly grabbed his water gun from his room and ran into (oddly enough their father's room) and began spraying the two of them while screaming. Dean and the girl began yelling both in fear and anger. As soon as the water was gone, Sam finally opened his eyes and saw the actual view. Dean was naked and he had the girl in front of him naked too but bent over. Everybody was frozen but then Sam, knowing there wasn't any danger, dropped the gun and bolted. He heard Dean swear loudly as Sammy ran out to kitchen desperately trying to open the door and leave the motel but then strong teenager arms were wrapped around his waist and dragging him back.
"NO LEMME GO LEMME GO!" Sammy screamed.
"DAMNIT SAM JUST SHUT UP FOR A MINUTE!" Dean yelled.
Sam froze. Dean never yelled at Sam unless he was in trouble. Sam became limp in Dean's arms as they sat on the couch. Dean was panting and still was holding sam tightly to him. Sam stayed silent knowing he was in trouble and he just watched as the young girl left silently. As soon as the door shut, Dean let out a loud groan.
"Sammy I told you to be in bed by 7! You disobeyed me." Dean muttered.
"Sorry Dean, I thought you were being eaten by the monster.." Sam whispered.
Dean let out a small laugh. "You little rascal! You watched a horror movie before bed- Sammy I said no horror movies before bed."
Sam giggled as Dean tickled him in the ribs but then Sam managed to get out. "What were you two doing?"
Dean froze and realized he still only had boxers on and was sweaty. "Uh hold that thought I'm gonna get a shirt on."
Dean slowly walked to the room and swore loudly before entering again. "Alright Sammy now if I tell you this you can't tell daddy because, well, he wouldn't want you to know."
Sam just giggles and cuddles into Dean on the couch which made Dean a little tense considering what they were going to talk about. "Alright well when two people love each- wait no sorry when two people like each other... Yeah that works with her.. Sorry well when they do like each other they, uh, um, have fun and play Twister-"
"Without clothes?" Sam asked with a little frown as he looked up at Dean who had started to rub a thumb on Sam's arm as if he was telling a bedtime story.
"Yeah, but this is the adult version. Anyways when they play Twister they tend to get very close and they, uh, the boys, let their, Jesus Christ, their little friends to play with the girl's friends. You get it?" Dean asked praying he would say yes.
Sam frowned again and giggled. "Can't boys play it like daddy? Like when Thomas and I played Twister."
Dean tried not to laugh. "Well if you're that type of person then yes, same rules."
"Well when I get older can we play?" Sam asked innocently with a grin.
Dean's eyes widened. "No no no no no. We are brothers! We don't play THAT game we Uh, we play the hugging version of Twister none of that other stuff."
"But you said when two people like-"
Sam was cut short by the sound of the Impala. Dean cursed and quickly picked Sam up and carried him to their room and tugged the two of them into bed together not bothering about separate beds. They held their breath as they heard their dad put the keys on the table and go to his room; Uh oh. He never cleaned up.
"What in God's named happened when I was gone? What the- WHY IS MY BED WET WHAT IS THIS SUBSTANCE?! DEAN WINCHESTER!"