Disclaimer : No ownership of the Winchester boys… the other character in this story was real, and I don't want any ownership of it.

"Sam, get in here!"

"Dude, whatever you doing in there, I really don't wanna know"

"Sam! I'm not kidding, get in here now!"

Okay, that was unusual. Dean's voice now bordered on hysterical.

Sam shut down his laptop with a sigh, and covered the short distance to where Dean was.

"What?"

"Dude, look… "Dean was pointing, gesturing wildly at something.

Sam looked, not believing his eyes. "You hollered for me to get in the bathroom with you, because you saw a dead lizard?"

His big brother the hero, the fearless hunter; yelling for his kid brother because of a lizard? Sam bit his lower lip, hard.

"Dude, it's disgusting." Dean looked with great distaste at the lizard stuck on the sink. "I hate lizards, give me a fugly any day"

AN: I just have to do it, couldn't resist an attempt at a lighter version. I have lizards on my brain… again credit to my friend who did find a dead lizard in her