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More Movie Nights, Chapter 9
Hear the Music, Guess the Movie
It had been a quiet night in the MOL bunker. Dean sat at the table, head in hand, reading an ancient book, his nose full of dust.
His ears perked up as he heard his brother. Sam was coming down the hallway, humming.
"Step in time, step in time, come on mateys, step in time." Sam arrived behind him and leaned in "Come on, brother, dance with me."
Sam took his hand and pulled him up. The next minute they were skipping around the room and Sam sang "Step in time, Step in time, Never need a reason, never need a rhyme. Step in time, You step in time.
He whirled and dragged Dean around the room in a maniacal, mad version of a polka. Just as Dean was catching his breath, about to open his mouth, Sam slowed the pace and changed songs. "Let's go fly a kite, Up to the highest height" They settled into a waltz.
"Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring, Up through the atmosphere , Up where the air is clear." Sam rested his cheek on Dean's head and waltzed him down the hall, softly, and continued to sing "Oh, let's go fly a kite."
They backed in to Sam's open bedroom door. Again the song changed, Now it was deeper, darker, even magical.
"Chim, chimney. Chim, chimney, Chim, chim Cher-ee
Sam waltzed Dean to the bed and kissed him lightly.
"Good luck will rub off when I shake hands with you." Sam peeled off his own shirt.
"Or blow me a kiss and that's lucky too."
Dean followed suit and they fell into the soft bed. They embraced and Dean closed his eyes. "Chim, chimney, Chim, chimney, Chim, chim Cher-ee"
"When there's hardly no day, Nor hardly no night. There's things half in shadow and halfway in light."
Sam held him and kissed him.
"Or blow me a kiss, and that's lucky too.