-1I wouldn't have added another chapter but a few people asked me too, this is just what I thought would've happened when Sam opened the door. Beware, it might not be what you expect to happen. Enjoy
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Sam knocked quietly on the bathroom door, shuffling from foot to foot.
"Uh, Dean. You awake?" Sam asked, biting his bottom lip. He thought that Dean may have been asleep with how long he had been in there and all. He heard movement from the other side of the door.
"Sam, what do you want?"
"I'm letting you out. This war is over for now" Sam proclaimed to Dean, Dean huffed.
"Fine, open the door" Sam obliged, practically ripping the door open. He ran in, shoved Dean out and slammed the door shut. Of course, it wasn't until he stopped moving for a single moment did he notice the vile smell.
Sam went to reach for the deodorant can they left in the bathroom for moments like this…except their was no can. The past few moments replayed in Sam's head, pushing Dean out of the door…with the can clutched in his hand.
"Damn"
(A/N: I was going to end it there, so that it was ending like the first one, but decided that it was also too short so I continued a bit, this is what I got)
He needed to go badly though, taking a deep breath of the vile smell, he held his breath.
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Sam couldn't hold it any more.
He heard Dean laughing, he was leaning against the bathroom door.
"You okay in there Sammy?"
Dean heard the toilet flush and running feet towards the door. Sam twisted the door knob, why wasn't it opening?
See, there bathroom door stuffs up a lot. That means they get stuck in there sometimes, of course Dean helped a bit.
"I'll come and get you when Dad gets home. Love ya bro. Have fun" Sam could hear Dean's footsteps sound fainter and fainter as he made his way down the hallway.
Sam went to the bathroom window, which was shut extremely tight. Yet again thanks to our favourite brother, Dean.
Sam sighed, Dean had spent far to long in the bathroom to think of pay back. The smell was overwhelming, making Sam feel light headed and weak. He sat near the bathroom door, praying John would get home to save him.
He tried no to breath, how the hell did Dean make the room smell like this.
"Oh no" Sam thought, Dean had made burgers from them for lunch, Dean had extra onions.
"Dean please let me out!" Sam cried. "I'm sorry, I'll never do anything you want!" Sam felt like gagging.
Almost an two hours later, Sam was about to pass out. Thankfully he heard Dean just on the other side of the door.
"Had enough?"
"YES!!!! Please let me out. Please, I don't want to be in here any more" Sam felt something caught in his throat, Sam started coughing. Not wanting to know what it could be.
Sam saw the light, the bathroom door opened. Sam didn't waste any time what-so-ever. He ran straight outside, not wasting any time for anything else.
Dean had an evil smirk lighting up his face, he followed Sam casually out of the house. Once Sam had his fill of fresh air, he sighed.
"Why'd you do that for?"
Dean shrugged and smiled before pouncing on Sam tackling him roughly to the ground, Sam wasn't ready for the sudden impact and his legs gave way.
They began rolling around on the grass, something Sam would call getting attacked by his brother and Dean would simply call it 'play fighting'.
"Get off a me!" Sam cried out trying with little effort to get Dean off of him. Dean smiled, payback.
"Sorry Sammy, didn't hear ya" Dean answered, though as soon as the words left his mouth a shadow befell them.
John shook his head as he watched the two kids stop short from attacking each other to death. Dean looked up and John and smiled innocently before whispering.
"Damn"
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Note: I only did this for those people who asked so kindly for me to add another chapter, so this was most likely for them, whether to add another chapter with John in it is entirely up to you. Please review and tell me if you would like one more chapter.