(This one is for gust who wanted one where a young Sam is trying to act like Dean and Dean notices. Guest I hope I did it justice.

Sam is 12

Dean is 16

I do not own Supernatural well wait I lied, I own the first three seasons on DVD.

This turned out different then I had planned, but I like it.

Thank you to LilyBolt, guest, and Laural for your reviews.

This is unbetaed, all mistakes are my own.)

The sixteen year old boy looked out the window as darkness settled in. Looked like dad wasn't going to be coming home anytime soon, so he'd have to get supper ready for himself and his brother who was currently watching Goosebumps. Dean started opening up the cabinets looking for something for them to eat. Finally locating a can of spaghetti o's in the very back along with a can of peas. Making a face Dean grabbed the spaghetti o's, opened it up and dumped it into one of the two sauce pans and putting it on the stove to heat he went to the fridge and looked around in it trying to find a veggie. He knew Sam didn't like peas and at twelve he was a picky eater. He shut the fridge, nothing besides milk in there, and opened the freezer. Nothing there ether so peas it was.

"Sammy, time for supper." Dean said knowing there was going to be a temper tantrum when Sam found out that they were having canned peas. Sam ran to the table and sat down and waited until Dean scooped out the pasta and peas onto a plate, making sure they didn't touch and set it down in front of his brother. The he fixed himself a plate and sat down opposite and they began to eat. Surprisingly Sam ate everything on his plate including the peas. Shrugging Dean looked at Sam and started questioning him.

"Hey Sammy?" Dean asked.

"Yeah Dean." Sam replied.

"You ate all your peas." Dean said

"Yeah, so." Sam shrugged and picked up the remote to watch TV.

"Why, you hate peas, don't you?" Dean questioned.

"No, I changed my mind. Peas aren't that bad." Sam said.

"Oh, ok then." Dean stretched out on the bed and crossed one leg over the other, Sam copied him. Dean put his hands behind his back, Sam mirrored him. Dean let out a sigh, Sam imitated. Dean mentally shrugged. It must be a new game of Sam's to try to get on his nerves.

The next day Dean was up and ready for school and so was Sam. That startled Dean, because Sam did not get up for school. Dean had to almost drag the kid out of bed and then they had to eat breakfast on the go just to get to school on time. Half way there Dean stopped cold. He had reached into his pocket to make sure he had his knife and he relised he forgot the motel keys "God dammit!" he bellowed and ran the two and a half blocks back to the motel with Sam hot on his heels. Finally they got to school only a little late but halfway through science Dean got called down to the office.

'Oh great, now what did dad not fill out?' Dean thought as he hurried to the office. Sam was there in a red plastic chair slumped down as far as he could go, but the moment he saw Dean he bounded up and ran over to his brother and wrapped his arms around him.

"Hey shrimp, what are you done here for?" Dean asked puzzled "Did your teacher send you down here to get some copies or something?"

"Not exactly." Sam mumbled.

"Then what's wrong, are you sick?" Dean questioned worried.

"No, but did you know that God dammit is a swear word?' Sam asked smiling a little bit.

"Sammy you didn't." Dean sighed.

"I only did it because you swear!" Sam said looking at Dean.

"Yeah, well have you ever heard the expression 'Do as I say not as I do'"? Dean asked as he led Sam back to the chairs.

"Yep." Sam shook his head indicating he had heard that before.

"Yeah, well follow that next time ok." Dean smiled.

"Yeah, ok." Sam nodded.

"Now then I'm assuming that's not the only thing, the teacher could deal with the cuss word in the classroom, why did you get sent down here?"

"Umm, well, hehe." Sam let out a nervous laugh "You know how I've been copying just about everything you do lately?"

"Yeah, why?" Dean asked.

"Well I may or may not have punched Jimmy Mosse." Sam said. Dean leaned his head back against the wall and sighed if Sam got suspended he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Ok, why did you sock him?" Dean asked.

"He was annoying me." Was Sam's simple answer.

"That's not an answer buddy." Dean grumbled "Just wondering, why did they call me down?"

"They can't get a hold of Dad." Sam said.

"Ahh, well answer the question please why did you punch Jimmy Mosse?" Dean repeated.

"Because he was annoying me that's why and it's what you would have done!" Sam snapped. Dean went quiet. He knew Sam had been copying him a lot lately but to go as far as punch a kid who annoyed him just because Dean would have was a surprise.

"Sam, look, I'm pleased that you think so highly of me to copy everything that I do but you're not like this kiddo, you don't just go around punching people that's just not you."

"Yeah but Dean he was annoying me!" Sam said.

"I heard you the first time Sam, still, it's just not like you to do this." Dean was frustrated. In all honesty he really was flattered that Sam was copying him he just didn't understand why. He wasn't the best roll-modal for Sam.

"I want to be just like you because you're not afraid of anything." Sam said in a voice so soft Dean could barely here him. Dean felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment and hoped that the principal would come out soon, because that wasn't true. He was afraid of a lot of things. He was afraid that he was going to lose Sam or dad. He was terrified of fire ever since their mom died in one and he was afraid of flying.

"That's not true Sammy." Dean said "I'm scared of a lot of things, I just hide it to do the job."

"Really?" Sam asked "What are you scared of?"

"My history teacher." Dean quipped making Sam smile a little bit. Just then a door opened and the principal came out.

"Samuel Winchester can you come back please?" He asked Sam gulped but Dean gave Sam's hand a squeeze and they both went into the 'office of doom' as Dean called it.

Sam was suspended for two days but it didn't matter because they were gone the next day anyway. Both brothers learned something about each other that day and Dean watched his language when he was around Sam, well for a week or so.