At dinner, the boys were introduced to Steve and Tony's other children, a teen named Bruce, who they learned was eighteen and was already in university getting a biology and chemistry degree, and a sixteen year old girl named Natasha with flaming red hair.
Sam immediately wanted to sit beside Bruce and talk science, while Dean almost got sacked when he winked at Natasha. He sat far away from her at the table.
"So Sam, I hear you like to read. What's your favourite book so far?" Bruce asked, filling his plate.
"My favourite? Umm. Gee I don't know, there are just so many-"
"It's Percy Jackson." Dean interrupted, staring at his lasagna. "His favourite is the one about the labyrinth."
"How do you know that?" Sam asked his brother, mouth hanging open.
Dean shrugged. "That's the one you talk about the most. Pretty easy to guess."
"Is that one your favourite?" Steve asked.
Sam brought his eyebrows together in thought. "Yeah, I never thought about it but I guess it is."
"Dean do you read?" Asked Tony, setting down his phone for the first time since dinner started.
"Nah. Sammy's the smart one, I'm the pretty one." He winked at his brother which made him giggle into his salad.
"So what do you like to do?" Steve inquired.
Dean shrugged. "I look after Sammy."
"No sports? Or theater? Any hobbies?" Tony pushed, hoping the kid had at least one interest that wasn't his brother.
"Does fighting count?" Dean smirked. Tony and Steve looked to each other.
"As in boxing?" Steve asked.
"If that's what you wanna hear then sure." Dean winked at Steve before digging into his plate, effective ending the conversation.
"Perhaps you would be interested in football!" Thor chimed in, his cheeks full of food.
"That's a great idea Thor, maybe you could play a practice round with him some time." Steve smiled at his eldest while still looking at Dean. "So Nat, how was your English test today?"
Nat shook her head.
"Not a talking day, huh?" Tony reached for the girls hand and squeezed before letting go. He whispered something in her ear and Nat gave a small nod. "Nat came to us non verbal, she's been doing so much better but some days are harder than others."
Sam slanted his head and analyzed Nat. "So if you don't talk, how do you do group projects in school?"
The family laughed at the innocence of the question as Steve answered. "Her teachers are aware of the situation and she has other assignments instead." Steve was glad to see Nat smiling at the boy instead of being offended at the question. Dean on the other hand was staring at Steve again.
Soon, the forks slowed and the meal was over. Bruce started collecting everyone's plate and Sam and Dean quickly stood to help him.
"Sam, Dean, it's okay, let the others clear the table tonight, we need to talk to the two of you really quick." Tony beckoned the two to the far end of the table.
Dean made sure he stood a step in front of his brother, not knowing what the men had in mind.
"Tony and I took the day off tomorrow to help you settle in. I'll drive the others to school then it'll be a day just for he four of us. To get to know each other better." Steve didn't miss the way Dean's eyes got bigger or the flinch the boy made. "For tonight, you two can do whatever you'd like. Hang out in your room, go for a swim, just relax. We'll go through specific house rules tomorrow, such as chores like clearing the table."
Dean nodded, then grabbed Sam's hand and lead them to the stairs.
"Dean I really like it here so far. Did you test them at dinner?" Sam asked as he flopped on his new bed. Every first night at a house Dean would throw the family with every supernatural test he knew of just in case they were living with monsters.
"Yup. Dumped a vial of holy water in the water jug, watched as everyone sprinkled salt on their food and the cutlery was already silver so I didn't even have to replace it." He responded, flopping onto his own bed.
"Good. Everyone here is so nice it would suck to have to kill them. And this house! It must be so nice to be rich! Do you think they're gonna have to move us again? I hope not. Bruce is really smart! He started telling me that our entire body is made up of something called atoms that-"
Dean tuned out his little brother, occasionally muttering 'uh-huh' and 'that's so interesting'. He just needed to wait until Sam went to bed. Dean needed to talk to his foster dads. Preferably before tomorrow.