Dean groaned, dropping his head onto his arms. He wasn't looking forward to the uniform that he was going to have to wear. He had been undercover as a gym teacher before, where he had unleashed the kids into the awesome game of Dodgeball, but the uniform he had worn for that case was nothing compared to the one he was going to have to don the next day.

He was not a happy camper.

"Dean, come on! We have to go!"

"No thank you, Sam!"

"Come on! It can't be that bad!"

"Oh, yes it can!"

Sam pounded on the bathroom door again. His brother had been locked in there ever since he'd enter it to change, and that was two hours ago.

"Dean! We're going to be late!"

"Good! Let the kids run wild!"

"You remember that Mace works there. Holly probably told her that we're the new teachers, so if we don't show up, Mace is gunna kick our asses!"

Sam heard the click of the bathroom door being unlocked. It opened a crack, Dean peeking through the gap.

"She can't take us," he said.

Dean attempted to close the door again, but Sam put his foot in the way.

"Dean, stop being a baby. We need to leave." Sam put on his best bitchface and stared at his brother.

Dean stomped his feet like a four year old throwing a tantrum. He slowly exited the bathroom and Sam had the hardest time keeping in his laughter.

The older Winchester glared at his brother, but he didn't blame him for laughing. Dean's uniform was awful.

He glanced down at himself and grumbled, "And I thought the red shorts were awful."

"I'd definitely take the red shorts over these blue ones any day!" Sam snorted. He was happy that he was able to wear the typical teacher outfit: a button-up shirt, a tie, and slacks. It was nice.

Dean, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. His shorts were a baby blue sort of color, kind of like the sky on an extremely sunny, cloud-less day. His shirt was no better. It was a tie-dye T-shirt and he hoped to God that the students' uniforms were just like his. At least Dean was able to cover up the God-awful shirt with a white track jacket.

"Shut up, bitch," Dean said.

Sam smirked. "Jerk."

I know this is a short chapter, but I have a busy next couple of days: GRADUATION!

Dean and Sam will go to the middle school next chapter, there's no doubt about that, so don't worry. This was just kind of a filler, a comic relief, as you would call it.

The gym uniform came from the second book of the Percy Jackson & the Olympians series. (It was Percy's gym uniform at the school he went to in the beginning of the book).

I hope you are enjoying this, and thanks to those who reviewed the last chapter :)

-Rachel