Dean relax in his motel bed, he was waiting. Waiting for Sammy to go to sleep so he could have his revenge and show Sam how bad of an idea it was starting war with him. He was lucky it didn't take too long and once he was sure his brother was sound asleep he went to work. Once finished Dean snickered going back to his bed, he hoped Sam didn't smudge the paint because his reaction in the morning was going to be great.
The next morning found a few random streams of light pouring in through the blinds. They hit Sam in the face, slowly rousing him from his deep slumber. He yawned and stretched his body before slowing getting up off the bed and padding his way to the bathroom. After a few seconds there was a loud yell from the bathroom.
Dean quickly woke up then grinned as he headed to the open bathroom door chuckling.
"Dean! This is not funny!" Sam yelled, looking at his face in the mirror. Dean stood behind him with a smug look on his face.
"Oh but it is 'Ronald'," Dean laughed as his younger brother began scrubbing off the clown make up. "That's what you get for trying to prank the master Sammy boy."
Sam just mumbled about not make that mistake again.