Dean made Sam wait until he had finished his coffee and toast before baffling him with any further scavenger hunt discussion.
That didn't stop Sam from continuing to quietly offload an assortment of random an ridiculous items into the kitchen before starting to peel the copious amounts of bananas. Dean watched, both confused and fascinated, as Sam carefully peeled each one, laying the peel into a container on one side and the bananas into a container on the other side.
Finally Dean gave in to his curiosity. "What are you doing?"
Sam looked up from what had to be his twentieth banana, "I'm peeling bananas."
Dean rolled his eyes at him, "Why?"
Sam chuckled, "Well, the peels need to be sewn together into a hammock and the bananas are to be baked into bread in the shape of an aeroplane."
Dean blinked at him, wondering for the thousandth time that morning what he had agreed to. "Right…"
Sam wasn't at all fazed by his lack of enthusiasm. "You know how to bake banana bread, right?"
Dean sighed and took his dishes to the sink. It was true, but it was a pain to do. "You know I only do that for special occasions."
Sam just grinned, "This is a special occasion! How often do we do crazy things just for fun?"
It was said cheerily, but it just about broke Dean's heart. Sadly, Sammy was right. They almost never did Anything just for fun. Could he really deny his little brother a day of fun? "Oh, alright. I think we're going to need more flour though." He looked at the growing pile of bananas and had no doubt he would be expected to use ALL of them.
Sam laughed, "It's waiting for you in the hallway, we were running out of room in here!"
Dean rolled his eyes and quickly cleared the table before going to get the flour.
"Ummm…Sammy?" Dean found himself questioning his sanity again. "How many hours do you think are in a day?"
"Huh?" Came the confused reply.
The side of the hallway was lined with all manner of ridiculous items whose purpose Dean didn't even want to ask. "Making a hammock and that much bread is going to take nearly all day, what on earth are you going to do with the rest of this stuff?!"
Sammy burst out laughing as Dean dragged a sack of flour into the kitchen. "The hunt isn't a day Dean!"
Dean froze, "What?"
"It's a whole week!" Sam declared happily.
"Oh Sam…Really?!" Dean groaned, why the hell did he agree to this?
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