Hi! I finally had the courage to post something, so here goes!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand, I just thought I should say, anything in italics is their thoughts.
Dean rolled over on the lumpy motel mattress, groaned and sat up. As he rubbed his eyes, attempting to remove the sleep from them, he saw his brother doing the same.
"Mornin' Sammy."
There was no reply.
"Sam?"
Still nothing.
"SAM!"
"Dean?"
"Who else would it be, Einstein?"
Sam groaned and stretched his arms, 'What time is it?'
Dean frowned, 'he usually looks at the clock when he wakes up' he thought. "9.30."
Dean got up, the springs in the bed creaking as the weight lifted, and started making his way to the bathroom. He got halfway there before he noticed his brother following him. "Can I help you?"
Sam's face had a mixture of shock and confusion on it. "Dean? What the hell's going on?"
"I have no idea, now go and sit down, I think I got this on my own," he added a wink at the end.
"Love to," Sam turned on his heel and stalked back to his bed, shaking his head. (A/N: that rhymed, :D )
Dean gave his brother and weird look before sliding in through the bathroom door. Sighing, he looked up into the mirror and jumped back in shock.
"SAM?!"
Sam just stood there, looking almost as confused as Dean, "Yeah?"
"What's with you man? You've been following me since you got up, and now you're in the bathroom with me. Go and sit down, I'll be done in a minute!' he said pointing towards the door.
He watched as Sam's own arm jerked out in front of him, just as Dean's did.
'What the hell?'
Dean pointed again. Sam did too.
"Dean! What've you done!"
"Why must I have done something to make this happen? Looks like you're the one with the bad luck, So you must've done something"
"Dean, when do I ever do anything? You must've done it. You're always pissing people off, and now you've brought me down with you!'
Dean thought for a moment. Then smiled. A mischievous look in his eye.
"…Deeeean… What're you gunna-"
Dean started spinning rapidly in circles, cackling evilly as he saw brief glimpses of Sam doing the same. He stopped abruptly.
"DEAN!"
Dean looked above Sam's head, and Sam did too. The doorframe was just inches above Sam's 6'4 head.
"Dean, I swear to god if you do that…"
"You really shouldn't swear Sammy. Especially not to God," Dean smirked. He bent his knees, and pushed up. A Satisfying 'thunk' told Dean that Sam's head had hit the wooden frame. He smiled as he saw Sam palming the top of his head, "Ouch."
"Suck it up Sammy"
Sam flipped Dean off, and walked from the room grumbling
'Huh,' Dean thought, 'So he can move how he wants as long as I'm not moving. Well at least that's something'
Dean showered quickly, feeling slightly embarrassed, knowing that Sam would know how he washes himself. Wrapped a towel around his waist and exited the room.
Sam was standing in the middle of the room, looking slightly nauseated, "I think I'm gunna stop washing my face first" he said.
"Good choice," Dean replied. He made his way over to his duffle and plucked out some clothes. He dressed quickly and laid down, unmoving, so Sam could take his shower.
When Sam was washed and dressed, Dean called Bobby.
"Hey Bobby"
"Dean? What's wrong? Is Sam okay?"
"Why does there gotta be something wrong for me to wanna call you?"
He heard the old hunter sigh on the other end of the line, "Just tell me what happened already"
"Well, uhh, we woke up this morning and uuh, Sam's kinda, copying everything I do" Dean said, sounding like a little kid who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Well it sounds like you dumb ijits have gotten yourself cursed," he replied. Dean could imagine him running a calloused hand over his face as he spoke, "Tell me Dean, have you pissed anyone off lately?"
'Why does it always have to be me who pissed someone off?'
"No-one who I can think of."
"Well alright, I'll start looking into this curse of yours, I'll get back to you soon, Dean, and keep yourselves outta trouble"
"We Will Bobby, See ya"
Dean turned to his brother "Well, the best we can do is just wait for now"
Sam sighed heavily.
"But right now we're going to get some breakfast. I'm Starving."
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Much love, Laura! x
