There were only a few things that made Dean touchy or overprotective - His car, his brother, his food, and sometimes, Alice.
Mostly his car and his food though.
Dean liked greasy fast food, doinky cakes, and pie. Alice was actually pretty sure he would eat anything, but these were his favorites. The ones he was most likely to snap at you for if you got too close to him while he was munching on them. So, when Dean sat down with something like a huge plate of nachos that bore some resemblance to an oil slick, Alice knew to keep her distance. She had learned from watching Sam's mistakes, which was more than could be said for the younger Winchester.
"Hey, hands off!" Dean snapped, though with his mouth full of cheese, meat and chips, it sounded more like 'Hee, anff awf!'.
"Dude, you're not gonna eat all those!" Sam protested, reaching for a nacho. "Give me one!"
"No!"
Dean slapped Sam's hand away, smearing cheese on him in the process.
"Ick!" Sam protested. He reached across the table, and wiped the cheese on Dean's leg.
"Hey! Bitch!" Dean accused, dabbing at the stain angrily with a napkin.
"Jerk!" Sam shot back, grabbing a messy handful of nachos and making a quick escape from the hotel room.
"Not cool!" Dean called after him as he flew out the door, leaving it ajar behind him.
Alice rolled her eyes, got off the bed, and closed the door, before settling down again and switching the channel. Natgeo was boring her.
Dean grabbed the nacho container, and stood with a groan. Alice eyed him warily as he plopped down on the bed beside her.
"I was here first," she pointed out warningly.
"What's that mean?" Dean asked in confusion.
Alice just shook her head at him and stopped on the weather channel.
"Want one?" Dean offered, holding out a soggy chip with a sloppy mess of toppings piled onto it.
It took Alice a minute to realize what he was saying.
"You want me to eat your food?" she asked dubiously, eyeing the nacho with suspicion.
"If you want," Dean replied absently, stuffing another chip in his mouth.
"After all that with Sam? You'll share with me, but not him?" Alice questioned.
"Hey, I don't get sex out of Sam," Dean pointed out past a mouthful of nachos. "Besides, he ate all the supreme tacos."
"Fair enough," Alice said, accepting the nacho with an amused smirk.
