Challenge Word: Stream
A/N: It's been a long time since I've shown my face in fandom, but I haven't written anything in a very long time. No inspiration. Honestly, I've tried. It's like trying to squeeze juice from a rock. Nada. BUT... I found this completed, perfectly good drabble stuck in a random folder on my laptop and I just had to post it. Hunted for a previous WOW that would work (which is cheating, I know). Enjoy, my friends!
"Come on, Sam. You can't go on strike. This is ridiculous."
Sam's only response was to shift slightly in his seat.
"You're being childish. Just a big, giant, freakishly tall baby." Dean glowered at the asphalt streaming beneath his tires for a few miles before trying again.
"Sammy, please. Don't do this." Dean cringed at the whiny tone in his voice. He knew he sounded desperate. Finally, he sighed. "Fine. You win. Happy?"
Sam grinned and hooked his iPod to the radio, turning the volume up high. Dean grumbled.
"Cheer up, Dean. You might even enjoy it."
"Never. Gonna. Happen."