"Dean, no!" Jo yelled as she he pulled into Bobby's yard.

"You can't call the bathroom! Everybody knows the bathroom is just every man for himself!" Dean yelled as he snatched the keys from the ignition and hopped out the car, as did Jo and Sam. "Back me up here Sam."

"Well, she did call dibs first and you actually can c-"

"God, whose side are you on?" Dean asked as Jo banged on Bobby's door.

"Thank you, Sam." She said, throwing a smile to the chuckling boy.

When Bobby answered the door, Jo pushed past him, pitching a quick 'sorry' over her shoulder, but he didn't have any time to reply before Dean stormed past him, muttering under his breath.

Bobby looked expectedly at Sam, wanting an explanation. "You wanna push me out the way too?"

Sam, on the verge of laughing out loud, was shaking his head lightly. "Jo called dibs on the bathroom, but Dean said you can't, so now, they're racing each other to the bathroom." As Sam finished, he stepped over the threshold and walked into the kitchen. "So, what's-"

"Sam!"He sent Bobby and apologetic look and went upstairs to see what all the fuss was about. He climbed the stairs and saw Jo and Dean glaring at each other in front of the bathroom door.

"Sam, who should go first?" Dean asked, never taking his eyes off Jo.

"Well, who got to the door first?"

"Me!" Dean said before Jo got the chance to protest.

"I would've gotten here first, but somebody pulled my leg halfway up the steps! I could've died!" Jo explained with wide eyes.

"Still standing, ain't you, sister?" Dean asked sarcastically, earning an eye roll from Jo.

"Heads or tails?" Sam asked as he fished a quarter from his pocket.

"Tails." They both said at the same time, glaring at each other even harder.

"Lady gets tails." Sam said with a shrug.

Sam flicked the coin high into the air, caught it, and flipped it on the back of his hand. "Tails." He read with a slight smirk.

"Ha!" Jo said, shoving a finger in Dean's face before running into the bathroom.

"Jo!" Dean yelled as he roughly banged on the door. "Hurry up!"

"Dean?" Sam called his name with a huge smile.

"Jo!" Dean yelled again. "What do you want, Sam?"

"You know, Bobby has a private bathroom connected to his room?"

Before Sam could finish his sentence, Dean was running to Bobby's room muttering curses.