Sam lay on his back on the couch, head pillowed against the arm while he snored gently in his sleep. A book lay on his stomach, one thumb stuck in the pages to mark his spot.
With a smirk, Dean tiptoed over, angled himself just so.
"Sam..."
"Sammy, wake up!"
Sam groaned. Opened his eyes...and spotted Dean's rear perched directly over his face.
Pluuuuuuuuuurpt!
The stench of yesterday's chili wafted over him, made him gag as he threw himself bodily off the couch, book forgotten.
"DEAN! I'm gonna kill you!"
Dean sprinted away, cackling maniacally.
The chase was on.
A/N: Gross, I know, but I'd laugh if I was just a spectator. I'm immature like that. xD This time, I thought I'd give you something a little more light-hearted to read. Anyway, hope you all enjoy this tidbit, and thanks for taking the time to read and (hopefully) review!