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Summary: No spoilers... This one is kind of stupid. Sam and Dean are in the middle of a prank war. Dean ends it.


The End

Chapter 7

Sam stifled a laugh as Dean crawled out of the lagoon, covered head-to-toe in mud and other unidentifiable things.

"Guess the werewolf wasn't in the middle of the forest," Sam said with a grin. "My bad."

"You knew about this?" Dean demanded. Sam nodded, still grinning. "You jackass! I'm going to end you!"

The smirk faded from Sam's f ace very quickly. He knew he had about ten seconds before Dean decided to beat him up for his little trick. He turned tail and ran as quickly as he could toward the Impala and toward his father, in hopes that the eldest Winchester would save him from his brother's wrath.

"This isn't over just because you can run faster than me, Sammy!" Dean yelled.

Sam turned around to yell something in reply when he ran into something very solid and very alive. With a little high pitched shriek he scrambled backwards, turning his head to face his opponent.

And went very red in the face when he realized that it was his father.

"Hi, dad," he squeaked feeling extremely embarrassed now.

"Gotcha, Sam!" Dean said as he walked into the clearing. "That ought to teach you to pull a prank on me."