Adeline likes sleep. She may not be a normal teenager, but she still likes to sleep. Which is why she was not happy to be woken by Dean jumping on her bed at 7am, on a fricken' Saturday.

"Oh my god you are so childish." Sam says from across the room, shaking his head. "Whatever, b!tch." Dean flippantly replies, still bouncing on the bed.

"Jerk" Sam shoots back playfully.

"Idjits" Adeline mutters, now fully awake. "Adeline, you have been spending way to much time around Bobby." Sam says, rolling his eyes.

"Whatever, now why did you wake me up?" She asks, crossing her arms. "We are heading to the store and you need to get stuff to make me pie." Dean makes a 'duh' face.

Now it's Adeline's turn to roll her eyes. "Oh, I need to, do I?"

"Yes"

"Or what?"

"Or your grounded"

"Fine, but your argument is illogical." She huffs.

Adeline grabs some clothes and heads into the bathroom to get changed. Locking the door, she turns around to look in the mirror. She's about 4'6, looking comically small next to Sam's 6'9, or even Dean's 6'3. I suppose I have an okay figure, she muses, but I'm not exactly hourglass.

She changes into her Yoda T-shirt that says "(insert B-word), I am, so punch you, i must." Her pants are just plain jeggings with a small white monarch sewn into the hip.

"Hurry up!" Dean yells from the other side of the door. "I will be out in 2.581 minutes!" Adeline yells back, doing a quick calculation in her head.

Sure enough, she was right with the time estimate. She steps out and Dean rolls his eyes at her shirt. "Really, Addy? That shirt is so geeky."

"Do not call me Addy, nicknames are illogical. And being a geek is better than being an ignoramus dolt."

"What does that even mean?" Dean asks, confused. "Are you making up words again?"

"I do not make fake words. The fact that you can not keep up with my vocabulary proves my point. And Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is a real word. It means a fear of big words."

"Enough." Sam says. "Make nice or you are both grounded."

"I am older than you!" Dean yells.

"Debatable." Adeline mutters.

"Let's just get in the car." Sam whines, tired of his siblings fighting.

A/N: Okay, so i am starting my story i have it written down but not typed up so this is a little short. It may take a bit of times in between updates, but I hope you like it. Goodbye my beautiful muffins!