DEAN AND HANK: AGE 9
It was early December, and the same thing was on every kids mind...Christmas. Hank had been working on his Christmas list since before Halloween, At this point it was about eight pages of loose leaf papers held together with a paper clip, double sided in messy huge letters, with nearly every item consisting of the word "Batman". Dean on the other hand hadn't even started his, as usual he just couldn't think of anything he wanted.
Early one morning the boys where sitting in their room. Dean was absorbed in one of his "Giant Boy Detective" books when suddenly he heard a loud "of course!" "Quiet!" Dean loudly whispered to his brother "you're gonna wake up Pop." "But I just thought of something else I want!" "Shhh!" Hank ran over to the desk drawer and pulled out his extensive list, quickly adding something with a scented orange marker. "I didn't even think any other "Batman" things even existed" Dean said, rather annoyed. "Not everything on my list is "Batman" stuff." Hank replied. "Like here" Hank pointed with his finger, "An Optimise Prime." "What's that?" "Uhhh... a "Transformer", where have you been?" "Do they even make those anymore?" "Duh!" "Duh what?" Hank just rolled his eyes. "Well what's on your list?" "I haven't thought of anything yet." Hank walked over and sat on his bed. "Well what about...Oh I Know!" "Shhh!" "A Robin costume!" "Why would I want that?" "Cause then..." Hank was now jumping on his mattress, "I'll be Batman and you and me can like, totally be a team, and like, go up against bad guys n' stuff." "Don't we sorta, already do that now?" Hank put his finger to his bottom lip, "Guess your right, Dean-o...Ooh I know! Put bunk beds! If it's on both our lists Pop and Brock will, like, Have to get 'em for us. Those are like the rules of Christmas or something."