AN: Thank you so much BeccaWestLifeAddict for the betaing, You are a life savor. :D I do not own them only borrowing them, but I wish I could have been there with them watching the movies. R&R
Dean hadn't expected to be slammed with a bucket load of homework, but when he left his classes that afternoon he had four things to do for his English class the following Monday, and three for his math, not including his other three classes. "Just great." He groaned as he left, going to get few things from where he'd been staying and taken it back to Sam's which was actually now his and Sam's again. That made him happy to call it theirs again.
Once the time rolled around for Sam to get there he was a no show. Dean called his cell. "Hey where are you little brother?" he asked sitting down in front of the TV.
"Sorry, I'm late I know, I had to go and find some books at the college library. I got some stuff due Tuesday. I'll be there in ten, you get the movies?"
"Yeah, I also got a girl on girl move for us, thought we could act it out later, since after all, you are a girl, Samantha Francine." Dean said as he smiled waiting for Sam's response.
"Fuck you jerk, I was born a guy not a flipping girl." Sam said as he left the library.
"Sure you were, and why did mom and dad tell me that they thought you were supposed to be one? They only had to drop the 'antha' on your name. Frances is already a girly name." Dean said, taunting his brother.
"When I get there you are going to get hit. And hard." Sam said.
"What ever you say, bitch." Dean told him, about to hang up.
"Jerk." He heard Sam say.
"I'll give you ten then I'm starting without you on the movies, oh wait stop and get some pizza for us and I'll add time."
"Call it in shorty, cause I'm not stopping." Sam said.
"Godzilla." Dean said before hanging up and calling in two pizzas. He'd forgotten to eat lunch and supper so he could eat a whole one and then some. "Yeah I'd like two supreme pizzas with everything except olives and anchovies on them." Dean said and proceeded to give the address.
Sam got there as the pizza guy was leaving. It had been a lot of traffic for some reason; then again it was only seven-thirty. "What not waiting for me?" Sam asked as he saw Dean diving head first into one the pizza boxes.
"I'm starving okay, I got my ass killed by a pop quiz, had to take out an entire trans today, and I forgot lunch and supper." He told Sam as he grabbed two more slices out the first box.
"Why don't you just take the whole box with you? I also got us ice cream." Sam told him.
"You get my favorite or do I have to mix it with beer again?" Dean asked
"Dean the last time you mixed ice cream in your beer it didn't go to well." Sam told him. "As I recall you had a killer hangover and mom grounded your ass for a month."
"It wasn't my fault that I thought the beer was beer and not the beer being whiskey." Dean said. "I remember that too. Dad made me run three miles every afternoon for a month too." Dean said sitting down.
"I also got the beer." Sam said putting it in the refrigerator to get cold. "And yeah I got your favorite ice cream." He said throwing Dean the tub of Ben & Jerry's cookie dough.
"Thank god." Dean said catching it and the spoon that was thrown next.
Sam got his stuff and sat on the floor beside Dean with his own pizza box. "Shit we forgot to put the movie in," he said getting back up and doing so. "Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Are you kidding me?" Sam groaned, but put it in anyway.
"Don't worry afterwards it's Halloween then Hell Raiser." Dean told him. "I picked up all the Hell Raiser movies so you know." He added as he opened a beer and poured it into the glass that Sam had brought over. "One or two case?" he asked
"Six pack; three each don't need you drunk again." Sam told him.
They sat and watched the movies, laughing at parts they thought were funny, even though they were scary to most people.
"Flame thrower." Dean said when Hell Raiser started.
"No, silver bullet to the head." Sam told him.
"Chop off his head and feed it to a werewolf." Dean said about Michael Myers.
"Silver bullet to the heart." Sam said.
"What the hell is with the silver bullets dude? You got a thing for them?" Dean asked
"No, but you got one for guns." Sam told him.
"Screw you." Dean said throwing an onion at Sam.
"That's it, it's on." Sam told him getting up and tackling Dean to the floor. They had been throwing pieces of the pizza back and forth for almost an hour now. Dean had moved onto the couch with Sam sitting between his feet.
Dean hit the floor hard, but rolled Sam on the top putting the other half the onion in his mouth. "Eat onion." He said laughing at Sam.
"You're dead." Sam told him as they wrestled on the floor till neither of them could move anymore. "I'm so fucking tired." Sam said from his spot beside the couch.
Dean was on the other side him with his head facing the TV. "You're not the only one; I had to get up at six something yesterday and go to class and work and it's already four in the morning. I need sleep." Dean said.
"Leave it we can cleaned up tomorrow." Sam said as they walked into the bedroom. Both fell asleep as they hit the bed, not even taking their clothes off.
Sam was the first to wake the next morning, or rather afternoon, finding himself curled up against Dean. Sam got up and went in the living room even though he wanted to sleep forever that day. He cleaned up and went out for groceries leaving Dean a note.
Dean still wasn't awake when Sam got back and he went to wake him up. "Dude get up it's almost three." He said.
"Go away." Dean groaned as Sam tried to wake him up.
"You that tired, big brother?" Sam asked
"I've been pulling doubles since I got back here in January." Dean told him. "Twelve hours a day plus classes."
Sam frowned, but left Dean to sleep, but he went in the closet and got Dean's book bag and pulled it out. He riffled through it in the bedroom closet looking at Dean's work. "Shit." Sam said seeing that half the grades were Ds and Fs. "What happened to you?" he asked the dates were all marked and he realized that them being apart had a huge effect on Dean's academic life too. "Well that's changing." Sam said and took the book bag into the living room and pulled out Dean's homework. He laid the assignments in order that he was going to help Dean do them. That night they were going to work on them if it meant pulling another all nighter. He was getting Dean back to making As and Bs if not all As.
AN: Hope you enjoyed, might be few days before the next one, but i promise it will be worth the wait. :D