The next chapter of Summer camp. There's one more prank before the guys make peace.Or is it ?!!!!!

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" I'm a teacher and here I am acting like a big kid with you lot." Evan zips his jacket up and flicks his torch on and off, checking the batteries.

Dean stands up from looking in his bag." You can pull out if you want. " He holds his hand up. " I understand. I do."

Evan looks around at the others, standing in the cold hugging their jackets close to them. " Hell no. This is fun."

Johnny pulls out a box from his pocket. " Are we actually going to do this?"

Darren and Dean share a quick glance before nodding. Dean holds up his own box. " We have been here for five day's and so far we have had our mouths burnt, our underwear covered in itching powder, salt in the sugar canisters, we've had chocolate sauce in the shower head and worms in our scramble eggs. They nearly got us caught last time. So I think it's safe to say we are doing this." Dean holds up his box of farting bombs. " Remember boys place them just under the bottom bunk. When they sit, they squash and bingo!"

Terry stops Dean with a hand on his shoulder. " How come you have this stuff?"

Evan laughs " Dean has many talents and having stuff to hand is one of them. Don't ask me how. When you need it, he's got it." Evan holds up his own box. " We've got 15 minutes before the end of the film. So lets move out!" He points to the boys cabin. " Hey! i've always wanted to say that." He high fives himself and follows the others.

They quickly sneak in and place two bombs under each of the lower bunks and run back out.

" Well what do you say to a little sit and wait?" Deans wiggles his eyebrows and nods his head quickly.

Johnny, Terry, Peter and Evan look to the cabin and smile. Peter sighs. " You do realise that we could get in deep shit !"

Evan laughs. " Peter that is the first time I have ever heard you swear. Besides I don't care." He high fives Dean. " What's more fun than a little payback hey Connors"

" Payback is the best." Dean walks them over to a few trees behind. " Besides this is so much fun and I though camping was crap!"

Terry crouches down. " I'm just glad the missus isn't here."

" Scared of getting hit over the head with a rolling pin?" Peter mimes the action.

Terry shakes his head " Nah. Scared she'll be enjoying this more than me. Shhhh here they come."

Sammy, Jesse, Toby and Carl walk close together back to their cabin. They step inside and close the door. Quietly they nod to each other and they check around the room. Toby waves his hand and points under the beds.

" Look" Toby whispers to the others.

Sammy pulls out one of the bombs. " Ugh fart bombs. Boys act farted on."

The four off them groan and cough. Jesse opens and closes the door acting as if to get fresh air. " Hey Sammy? You're right, they are watching. I can see my dad's bald head."

" Told you. Close the door." Sammy holds all of the bombs in his arms." I'll be back in a minute." Sammy opens the bathroom window in the back. He stuffs the bombs one of the mouth rinsing cups before climbing out. Very quickly he runs through to Emma's cabin. He taps on the bathroom window. " Emma?"

The window flies open " Yeah?"

"Take these and look out the front window." He passes up the bombs. " Hold them for us." He gives her a wink before running back and climbing back in. " You guys okay?"

Toby laughs. " They are still watching us. How long can we make them wait there?"

Carl smiles back. " How about we do a little acting?" His grin gets wider.

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" Did you see Jesse trying to get rid of the smell.?" Evan covers his mouth to stop himself gagging.

Dean smiles at the others. " I can't imagine how bad that stinks." Dean looks up when he hears screaming. The boys are running out of the cabin with their hands over their eyes. Dean pushes himself up and runs over to Sammy who's rolling about on the floor. " Sammy!" He pulls him up to his chest and looks around at the others grabbing their kids." Sammy!" Dean's about to pull Sammy's hands away when he hears laughter. " Sammy?"

Removing his hands Sammy stares up at Dean. " Yeah Dad?" He watches as Dean looks around at the other kids looking at their dad's. " What's wrong?"

Standing to the side Evan and Darren start laughing. " They got us."

Dean lets out a breath. " I thought you were hurt." Dean pulls him in tighter. " You scared the crap outta me."

" Yeah and we could have died a slow and smelly death." Sammy wraps his arms around Dean. " Truce."

Dean holds the tops of Sam's arms and looks straight at him. " Truce?"

Sammy pushes himself to his feet and joins Jesse, Carl and Toby. " Emma?" Sammy waves her over from her cabin. He waits until she's standing next to him.

" Yeah. We want a truce. It started out as a laugh but we've been so busy plotting in our groups we," Sammy points from himself to Dean " Haven't spent more than five minutes together and I kinda..."

Dean rubs the back of his neck." Me too." He looks at the other parents. " The kids are right. I guess us Connors got carried away." He looks back at Sammy.

" Truce."

Evan crosses his legs at the ankles and sits down Indian style. " Oh!"

Terry looks down at him. " What's the matter with you? We can get back to being normal."

Evan licks his bottom lip. " I was having fun."

" Have these." Emma hands him the cup of fart bombs. " Go stick them in Mrs Smith and Mrs Thompson's room. "

" Don't you dare." Dean snatches the cup from Evan. " Kids I can deal with, angry women teachers," Dean shakes his head " not so much."

Peter laughs " You're scared of a couple of teachers?"

Dean looks over to the teachers cabin. " I'm sure of it." He kisses the top of Sammy's head. " Get to bed. We've got dad and son fun to do tomorrow."

The parents watch the kids heading back to the cabins. Each of them thinking about how they got out numbered by their eight year olds.

Darren steps forward. " Emma get back to your own cabin!"

Emma turns around at the boys door. " Drat. I swear you have these radar things on me and it's attached to your eye's and did you even ask me why I was going there no you just had to stand there and shout at me because you couldn't..." The shutting of her cabin door silences her.

" Anyone want to swap kids?" Darren calls out at the others retreating backs. " She's a good girl."

Dean waves a hand in the air. " Goodnight ! "

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Sammy piles scrambled eggs, bacon, toast ,beans and tomatoes onto his plate before grabbing the ketchup bottle on the way to the table. " Morning Dad."

" Morning to you too." Dean takes the ketchup and sits it in the chair next to him. " Sleep okay?"

Sammy's bottom lip comes out while staring at the long gone ketchup. " Yep."

Dean points to Sammy's plate. " Eat up. There's a group of us going fishing. I like fishing." Dean grins wide.

Sammy nods slowly and picks up his fork. " I hate fishing."

" How can you hate fishing when you've never done it before?" Dean takes a mouthful of his coffee.

Sammy drops his fork to his plate. " Because it's boring. You just have to sit there and watch the water." He picks his fork back up and stabs at the eggs while eyeing the ketchup.

Dean follows his gaze. " Sorry kiddo you know the rules. No ketchup unless your at home."

" I know." Sammy sighs. " Hey there's Jesse. Hey Jesse?" Sammy quickly chews and swallows his eggs. " Are you going fishing?"

" Yep. " Jesse points to his dad. " He doesn't even fish. Are you going?"

Dean pushes his chair back and stands. " Yes we are. We are all going so make him eat quicker will ya, normally it's gone in five seconds." Dean heads over to grab more coffee.

" I wanted to go swimming." Sammy leans over the table, picks up the ketchup and flicks the lid. " Now we've got to go fishing." He tips the bottle upside down and it disappears from his hands." Hey!" He looks up at Dean holding the bottle.

" Thanks, forgot that." Dean pats his shoulder and leans in to whisper. " It'll be fun. " Dean stands and runs a hand through Sammy's hair. " Hurry up."

It takes Sammy less than a minute to finish his breakfast. He says a quick hello to everybody he passes on the way out.

" Hello Mrs Smith. How are you?" Sammy gives her his best smile.

She returns the smile. " I am very well thank you. I'm coming fishing with the rest of you."

Sammy looks down at her wellingtons, then her jeans, then to her thick jumper. " You look all set. Can I tell you a secret?"

Mrs Smith nods and leans down. " Go ahead."

" My dad is the best fisherman. He goes every weekend. Stick close you'll learn a few things." Sammy winks and runs of to find his dad.

Evan holds up his rod. " Has everybody got there rods?" He receives a chorused 'yes' " Have you all got your tackle? Thank you Mr Connors." Evan stares at Dean while trying not to laugh at Dean trying not to laugh.

" Yep. I'm sure i've got my tackle Mr Kane." Dean bites his bottom lip.

" Got mine Mr Kane." Darren shouts out from the back. " Be darn unlucky to lose my tackle."

Peter laughs " My tackles gets used quite a lot so it might be a bit slow."

" Yeah mines a bit rusty." Toby's dad smacks his lips together and has to turn around away from the others.

Evan glares at them. " A simple yes would have been fine. Mr Connors before I forget, I need to ask you something?"

Dean scratches his forehead and looks at all the eye's on him, " Yeah?"

" I've heard you're a pretty good fisherman, would you like to demonstrate for us when we get there?" Evan's teeth shine as he smiles.

Dean chokes on half a gulp. " I...well...who told you that?"

" Mrs Smith said she heard that your a good fisherman." Evan has to hold back his grin.

Dean looks at her and ducks his head down to Sammy. " Did you say something?"

Looking as innocent as possible Sammy looks up. " Nope" He smiles over at Mrs Smith. " Don't know where she heard that from." He shrugs his shoulders.

" Yeah and i'm the tooth fairy." He stands up straight and Dean waves a hand in the air. " Of course."

They all head towards the lake. Everybody talking with each other. When they arrive Evan finds them all a place to cast off from.

" Okay Dean. Show us what to do." Evan gestures to the water.

Dean hooks a maggot onto the hook. " First you need your bait. i.e maggot." he winds the line in and holds the handle. " When you think you're ready you." He throws the rod back then casts it into the water. " Cast off like that and now you wait for your fish to nab the maggot." He gives a quick bow at the applause.

" Thank you. Now go fish."

Sammy copies exactly what Dean has done before placing the back end of the rod into the ground. He sits next to Dean.

"Sorry." Sammy pulls up a few blades of grass.

Dean turns his head to look at him. " Sorry for what?"

" Sorry for breaking our truce. I said no more pranks and. " Sammy blows a stray piece of hair away, " I still pulled one. But you got me back."

" I guess I did." Dean checks his line. " I haven't been fishing in a long while but I still remember. Where did you get the stuff for the pranks anyway?"

Sammy twitches his nose." Grampa Bob."

" Grampa Bob." Dean nods. He licks his lips, " Should have guessed."

Sammy throws the grass infront of himself. " What else?"

Dean raises an eyebrow." What else?"

" Yeah. What else did you used to do before but don't now? "

" That's a lot of things to cover Sammy."

" What things do you miss the most?"

Dean crosses his legs and turns to face Sammy." There's a few things I miss but nothing I can't live without. Why?"

Sammy looks away then back. " I guess being here has made me think. "

Dean just looks at him. Waits for him to carry on. After a minute he places a finger under Sammy's chin and lifts his head up. " Thinking about what?"

" About me. Me and you." Sammy leans back on his elbows. " We hardly spent anytime together since we got here because I was having so much fun with my friends and I dunno what it is but it kinda hurts here." He places a hand over his heart." Like i've done something bad."

Dean looks into Sammy's eye's. " To tell you the truth I was kinda having lots of fun with the dad's, but I did miss you." He blows out a breath. " But it's okay to do that. We can't be in each others pockets all the time."

Sammy nods." I know but, god i'm gonna sound like a girl."

" Say it."

" I like being in your pocket. I like you being my dad. I just want to have that while I can."

Dean cups Sammy's face in his hands and frowns. " Where is this coming from?"

"Just some things the other kids have said about their older brothers or sisters. I just know that as people get older they leave their family." Sammy leans into Deans touch.

" Yeah, it's part of growing up and part of growing up is enjoying your family and your friends." Dean rubs a thumb over Sammy's cheek. " Besides that's a long way of and who said your leaving, your grounded until you're like a hundred."

Sammy snorts out a laugh, " I don't want to grow up."

Dean pulls him in for a hug. " I know but we all have to and one day I just might." Dean laughs as Sammy pushes him away." What?"

Sammy points to the rod. " While we're waiting for that how about you catch us a fish?"

Dean re-checks the line. " Okay."

" I love you." Sammy smiles at him quickly before checking his own line.

Dean stops what he's doing and smiles, " I love you too."

Evan takes a few steps back and bumps into Mrs Smith she looks over his shoulder. "Did Dean catch anything yet?"

" Just something special." Evan looks back before pulling Mrs Smith back to her spot.

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Okay guys I hope you enjoyed that because I did it for you and you and you at the back wearing that bright pink top, love it darling (Does sucking up work?)

P.s I don't know about anyone else but sometimes when I re check my writing I find a lot of Booby's and not a lot of Bobby's. Just a crazy thing going on in my head. Please don't panic more pranks are coming but I want a chapter on Sammy and Dean doing stuff at Camp together.