"What? What uh... How did.. What happened?" Sam Winchester asked with wide eyes, still disbelieving what he'd heard his brother tell him over and over.
"Come on, Sam!" Dean half whined, half yelled. "This can't be the craziest thing we've ever been through." He threw his arms into the air and began to pace back and forth across the room. "I mean... It's not, right?" Dean asked his younger brother pleadingly.
"Uhhhh... That depends." Sam replied almost sheepishly. "Are you being serious?" He whispered and leaned closer to his fidgeting brother, watching him intently.
Dean just stared into his sibling's ape-mannish face for a minute, somewhat insulted by Sam's insensitivity to his troubles. Then suddenly, as if something in him snapped, Dean squeaked out one word. But that one word was enough to send Sam into his third or fourth fit of hysterical laughter. "YES!" Dean wailed.
After a few minutes of watching Sam enjoy this dilemma all too much for Dean's liking, Dean cleared his throat and finally spoke up again, "dude, this is not cool of you. I mean really, man. Couldn't you be a little more... Sympathetic or... Maybe disgusted or freaked out? Just, just stop laughing at me!"
"So, uh... Dean?" Sam said, attempting to pull himself together while Dean resumed pacing around the small motel room.
"What?" Dean barked, not breaking his stride.
"Say it again."
Dean stopped and looked at Sam, "I already told you. Like, twenty times."
Sam wiggled with excitement, as if he was ready to leap up from where he sat on the bed and do a happy dance."One more time."
Dean sighed a very long sigh and sat down next to his brother. Dean's shoulders slumped wearily and he held his face in his hands, "are you gonna laugh at me again?"
Sam bit his lower lip and his eyebrows scrunched close together, deep in thought. "No."
"You promise?"
"... Sure."
Dean sighed, "okay... But this is the last time, and if you laugh I swear I will shove my boot up your gigantic ass. Got it?"
Sam nodded politely and waited.
Dean stared at the floor, his face somber and embarrassed, "I uh... It would appear... That I... Am going to um... Have a... Baby.."
Sam wiggled a little more, but did his best not to laugh. After a long, awkward silence, Sam dared to push his brother's patience just a bit further. "Aaaaaaaaaand who's the daddy?"
Dean's eyes turned on Sam with fury, "Sam!" He scolded.
Sam began to laugh wildly, receiving a hard shove from his older sibling, which sent him fumbling off the bed and onto the floor. But still not quieting his laughter.
"You're a horrible little brother!" Dean growled.
"Yeah? Well, you're pregnant!" Sam responded mockingly.
"Bitch!" Dean yelled and stood up off the bed, practically foaming at the mouth in anger.
"Jerk!" Sam responded, still laughing.
"Bitch!" Dean shouted and went into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him loudly. At least he got the last word.
A/N: Okay so there's chapter one! Not really sure what I'm doing, I was kind of sick and a bit loopy when I wrote this, so it might be really weird. And this is my first Supernatural fic I've posted and my first mpreg. Yikes! If I get enough reviews from people who are interested in this story, I will continue. But you must know I'm horribly slow to update. My life is just too crazy.