A little something i thought if when i went to the Topsfield Fair this weekend. Also, could be a sort of tag to ELAC. A redu of my earlier fic, i realized it sucked and needed to be redone. Hope you like.
"Dean, do we have to do this?" Sam asked nervously. He stood shoulder to shoulder with his brother, facing the opposite direction. Sam fidgeted with the sleeves of his shirt, hearing the cackling voice behind him, enticing more and more people to try what Dean was attempting.
"Yes, I have to do this. C'mon, Sammy, its not that bad." Dean answered, picking up one of the five baseballs in front of him. He hefted it a few times in his hand.
"Yes it is." Sam muttered under his breath, quickly glancing over his shoulder at the man a few feet behind him, and just as quickly turning his head back around when the guy looked his way.
"Dean, this is stupid." Sam whined, which he usually wouldn't do, but the situation definately called for it. Dean was doing this on purpose, Sam knew it.
"No its not, its fun. Look! All these people are doing the same thing." Dean replied focusing on his target intently. He threw the ball hard, missing it by inches
"Dammit." Dean cursed under his breath. So he picked up the second, throwing it as hard as he could, missing again by mere inches. He heard Sam sigh next to him as he shuffled his feet a bit, looking acutely uncomfortable. Dean simply rolled his eyes, picking up the third ball and concentrating really hard as he threw it. Dean watched as it collided with the small round button to the right of the man, effectively setting off the chain reaction that sent him tumbling into a pool of water below. He turned and smiled proudly at Sam.
"Now can we go?" Sam asked in desperation, wanting to be far away from there as soon as he could.
"No I still have two balls left." Dean replied. "Feel free to throw one yourself, Sammy-boy"
Dean held a baseball out towards Sam, looking at him questioningly. Sam just shook his head and continued to stare straight forward like he had been. Dean shrugged and tossed the ball himself. He shouted with joy as it connected with the button again.
"Last chance, Sam" Dean said.
"I said no Dean." Sam huffed back, shifting on his feet.
"Wuss." Came Dean's reply as he threw the final ball, once again hitting the round button.
"Alright, we can go now." Dean said triumphantly.
"Dude, did you really have to play Dunk-the-Clown?" Sam asked as they walked away.
"Hell yeah I did." Dean said, indignantly. "He made fun of my Zepplin t-shirt. I wasn't gonna let him get away with that."
My dad plays every year and dunks the clown good. Btw, Topsfield Fair is my local areas county fair, oldest one in the country. Please R&R, thanks.