Title: Brotherly Love
Author: OXBastetXO
Rating: K
Archive: Please ask first
Status: Complete
Category: Humor/Drabble
Summary: Brotherly love can drive you nuts.
Spoilers: None
Sequel/Season: Only a Picture from Tall Tales.
Authors Note: This was written for Kam. She sent me a pic from the new episode: Tall Tales that's been floating around the net and I created a story around it.
I don't own them, CW does. I'm just borrowing them for while and promise to give them back when I'm done, though I might just keep Dean and the Impala little longer ;-)
Brotherly Love
by
OXBastetXO
"Dude, she was so checking you out," Dean said, eyeing his brother.
"She was not," Sam shot back, digging in his bag for clean pair of socks.
"She was, I'm telling you," Dean commented again. "You should call her. I got her number for you."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Why don't you call her up, since you seem so keen on hooking up with her."
Dean smirked. "I just might do that," he said, punching the number into his cell phone. He paused and then he smiled broadly. "Tammy. Yeah, Dean from down at the diner. Good, you? Yeah. Hey, you remember that tall guy that was with me. Yeah, him. Well, that's my little brother, Sam. Yeah. Well, you see. Sam's really shy."
"Dean, don't," Sam hissed at his brother.
"Being that he's so shy and everything," Dean continued throwing his younger brother a face. "I thought I'd call for him and see if you'd like to go out to dinner with him tonight."
"Dean, give me the phone," Sam snarled, advancing on the older Winchester.
Dean started backing away. "Yeah, that's great. 6 good for you?" he asked, trying to put some ground between him and Sam.
Sam lunged, grabbing for the phone sending them both toppling over on the bed. Dean struggled to keep the phone out of Sam's longer reach.
"Give it up!" Sam demanded, reaching around his brother for the phone, but Dean bucked and struggled to keep the phone out of his grip.
The short tussled ended quickly with Dean dissolving into gales of laughter.
"Dude, you've got a date," he cackled.
"You are so not right," Sam snapped in disgust.
"That Tammy chick is hot, you have to admit that," Dean pointed out.
Sam sighed, shooting him a glare, but pulling out some clean clothes as he headed for the shower.
Dean smirked and laced his fingers behind his head. Being big brother did have it's perks and his brother did need to get out and have some fun. "You're picking her up at 6," he called to his brother in the bathroom. "She lives in the house by the quick stop."
"I am so going to kill you," came the disgruntled voice from behind the bathroom door.
Dean chuckled. "Sure."