Dean sat by the door of the motel room, waiting for Sam to fqll into his trap. It was Day and he was itching to do something. Sam hadn't been having fun anymore and they weren't as close as they were before. So Dean had set up a little joke to make him laugh. It would make Dean laugh to as a bonus.
Sam, unknowingly walked in the door. He had run to the mini-mart down the street for pie. Dean deserved it after all. He had done so much for him and he should get a break. But when Sam opened the door, he regretted it. A spoon full of green pudding smacked him in the face. The gooey desert dripped down his face.
"Happy St. Patty's Day Sammy!" Dean yelled, putting the bowl of pudding down. He intended to eat it later. Why waste?
Sam wiped the colored pudding off his face, making sure that some of it got on Dean.
"What the hell Dean?"
Sam went to the bathroom to wipe off the goop. He hadn't planned it previously, but when he looked at the bag that was still in his hand, full of thick and gooey fruit, a light bulb went off.
When Sam reappeared from the bathroom, he had placed the pie behind his back, ready to attack. Dean was watching the TV, spooning green pudding into his mouth.
"Hey Sam! No hard feelings right? Just some brotherly joke; you understand. What's that behind your back?" he asked.
Sam smiled evilly and launched the pie at Dean. It hit him smack in the middle of the face. The pie pan fell into the pudding. Dean wiped a hand down his face, getting rid of the majority of fruit.
"So that's how you wanna play it?" Dean asked. Sam got knocked to the ground with a Dean-sized mass lying on top of him. Pie dripped into his face.
"Big brother always wins Sammy"