Hi! This is my first story, and I'm now realizing it really sucks! But it would be greatly appreciated if you could review and tell me how to be a better writer! I have no idea when this story took place. Maybe season 3? Before tension started to appear between the brothers, I guess. Well, um, enjoy! Oh ans i kind of put in one of those sterotype Dean's in this story...sorry about that.
Ahhhhh. This be the life. Sam thought as he drove the Impala down a stretch of long forgotten road. He hardly ever drove and it felt nice to be in control. He looked to his left at his dad, who was smiling happily next to him and in the back seat, where Dean was looking pretty content, despite the fact that Sam was driving his oh so precious Impala.
Sigh.
Wait, what? His dad? Sam driving the Impala? Wake up Sam? Wait…huh?
"Sam! Get up! Jesus Christ! You're alarm clock has been ringin' for like half a freakin' hour!"
Sam groggily opened his eyes, just as something soft landed on his head with a little more force then he would of liked. Sam sprang up ninja style, a thick blanket of dreams still covering his mind. Are we under attack? He thought frantically. Only when he heard a very familiar chuckle did he turn to see Dean with a Cheshire cat grin spread across his handsome features.
"I hate you." Sam groaned burying his head into Dean's wake up method, putting two and two together.
"Ha ha, I know you do Sammy. Ah Sam! Don't go back to sleep!" The older brother scolded, seeing Sam with his head buried deep into the pillow he just threw. Sam let out a little "evmeone!" that Dean classified as a 'leave me alone'. What a baby, he thought, it's only five am! Dean quickly grabbed the bottom of Sam's blankets and whipped them off his humungo body before he could react. Sam let out a very agitated "DEAN!" and stuck out his arm, searching blindly or his stolen blankets. Dean chuckled " Get up!" he said and reached down to smack Sam's leg.
Finally Sam hauled himself up into a sitting position , his bitch face at the ready.
"Finally!" Dean exclaimed, throwing his hands up into the air. "He's awake!
"Jerk" Sam responded
"Bitch" Dean retorted. "But come on seriously we have a case to work."
Sam sighed, another day for the Winchesters.
You know what I just realized? Sam ALWAYS gets up before Dean...crap.
