Hola amigos! So I have a penchant for SPN sisterfics and genderbending and um there aren't like any good fics out there for either so basically I thought I'd try my hand? This particular story will be a sisterfic, and it will be less of a plot-based story and more a collection of drabbles and stuff. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
TIMESTAMP: PILOT
California was warm. Even when it was cold, it was warm. The Winchesters moved around like crazy and as such were adaptable to pretty much any kind of weather, but Claire wondered if Sam had lost that adaptability at Stanford. Maybe he had turned into a sun-kissed Californian, swapping flip-flops for Uggs the moment it hit 70 degrees. Well – probably not Uggs, unless he had settled on a different sexuality while he was away. Hey, they were comfortable.
Dean was climbing in through the window, but Claire opted for more manageably picking the lock of the front door. As such, when she had found her way into the living room, the entire house had already been woken up. So much for subtlty…
"I love the smurfs," Dean was saying to a blonde girl who must have been Sam's girlfriend.
"I love the sexual innuendos," Claire drawled.
"Claire, you too?" Sam groaned.
"You're no fun," Dean said, and then turned back to The Girlfriend. "You know, I gotta tell you – you are completely out of my brother's league."
"Just – let me put something on," she said.
"No, no! No, I wouldn't dream of it," he looked her up and down. "Seriously."
"I'm really sorry, he's an idiot," Claire said.
"You wound me," Dean responded offhandedly. "Anyway, Jess, we gotta borrow your boyfriend here to talk about some private family business, but, uh, nice meeting you."
"No!" Sam snapped. "Anything you wanna say to me, you can say in front of her."
"That was a serious nice-guy move," Claire said. "Wow, I am one proud big sis. But the thing is… dad's on a trip and he hasn't been home in a few days."
"So what? He stumble in sooner or later."
"No – dad's on a hunting trip and he hasn't been home in a few days."
That caught his attention. "Jess, excuse us," he said tightly. "We have to go outside."