Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Supernatural. Unfortunatly.
Dean watched as his younger brother stared out the window of the black Chevy Impala. He had known for a while that something was nagging at his sibling, but Sam being Sam refused to talk. Dean sighed and turned up the volume of his radio, drumming his hands against the steering wheel before he heard Sam's voice float over.
"Dean?"
Dean turned slightly to face him, nodding his head that he had heard Sam. Sam sighed and pushed back a lock of his brown hair, his soulful brown eyes locking onto his brother and he waited for Dean to answer.
"Yeah bro?"
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
That had to be the last thing Dean was expecting to hear from Sam. He quickly manoeuvred the car off the highway and turned off the ignition. He pulled out his gun and pointed it at Sam, causing the younger to adopt a look of pain on his face.
"Who the hell are you?"
Sam rolled his eyes and made the 'duh' face at him.
"Your brother genius, now answer the god-damn question."
Dean ran a hand through his cropped brown hair and looked at Sam. He had to be possessed. I mean, no-one in their right mind would ask if they were pretty. Unless, of course, it was a hot chick. A smirk appeared on Dean's face. He looked back at his brother.
"No, you're not pretty."
Sam looked hurt for a moment before he turned and continued to look outside. Dean cleared his throat and placed the gun down on the seat next to him. He held onto the steering wheel for dear life as he spoke.
"Sam, you do know I don't like you in that way."
Sam screwed up his face and turned to his older brother.
"Eww Dean. I can't believe you thought I thought that!"
Dean let out a loud sigh of relief, and frowned as Sam laughed at him. He started up the car again.
"So, why did you want to know?"
"Know what Dean?"
It was Dean's turn to give his brother the 'duh' look.
"About you being pretty…"
"Oh."
Sam paused and appeared to be concentrating on something. Dean cleared his throat and jolted his brother back to reality.
"I had this weird vision. I was reading these stories… on this site.
"The internet is a dangerous place Sammy."
"Shut up, and they kept saying that I was pretty. I dunno, I guess I wanted your opinion."
Dean turned the Impala back onto the road and replied to his brother in a serious tone.
"You do realise that the looks all went to me."
Sam's jaw dropped.
"You're a jerk you know that?"
"I may be a jerk, but I'm a handsome jerk."
"Whatever."
"Haha, bitch."
"Dude, just shut up and keep driving."
A/N: This kept nagging at me, so I had to post it. It's random I know. So uh, how about you all nicely click the little review button underneath this and leave me something?