"I hate farm animal!" Dean groaned, "Why do we have to be here?"
"Because it's Sam's birthday and this is where he wanted to come, suck it up kiddo!" John replied to his son who was holding his nose.
"Dean! Dean!" Sam called out, "Come over here! You have to check these out!"
"What, then funny looking goat things?" Dean asked sarcastically.
"No! Not goat!" Sam told his brother in a 'you're-so-stupid' tone of voice, "they're l-l-lam-lam-llamas" [[in a NON sing song voice... Sweet-Roxas... Sam said trying his best to read the sign. When he had finished he smiled at his brother and father in triumph and John rustled his hair.
"Great, I've always wanted to meet a llama" Dean said as sarcastically as before and john playfully smacked him over the head.
Dean begun to walk off, but Sam grabbed his wrist and pulled as hard as he could towards the llama.
"What now? Did it talk?" Dean asked his little brother who had firmly attached himself to his wrist.
"No! But you can't leave until you've patted it!" Sam said.
"And what if I don't want to pat it?" Dean asked with a disgusted look on his face. "It's dirty, and it's, it's and animal!"
"But it's my birthday! And I get to say what you do! So pat the llama! That's an order!" he said imitating his father, turning around and smiling to him.
"Fine!" Dean had caved, Sam had won. Dean was going to come off second best, "but only with this finger!" he pointed to the tip of his pointer finger.
Dean stretched out his finger towards the side of the llama. All of sudden the llama turned and snapped at Deans finger.
He quickly pulled his finger back in and held it tight to his chest, taking a few steps backwards and running into an old lady, nearly knocking her to the ground.
"Sorry," Dean grunted at her, though he was secretly cursing her for putting an early end to his retreat. "I'm not going near that thing again!"
"Ok, I think it's about time to have some lunch!" john said loudly, cutting off Sam's coming protests, "there may even be a little surprise for you Sam…" John said mysteriously.