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likely_evil) wrote2009-06-21 12:21 am
likely_evil) wrote2009-06-21 12:21 am
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charloft drabbles: Bitchy!Sam
"GOD DAMN IT... DEAN!"
Sam stormed out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his head, wearing only his jeans. John sat up and looked between his sons as Dean tried to keep a straight face.
"What's the matter, Sammy?" Dean asked.
"You damn well know! I'm starting a new school in two weeks and I'm already the new kid - again - and I don't need you messing with me like this. I never did anything to you to mess with your reputation at any school, and it's not fair that you're going to make my first day hell!"
"Ok, Sam, clam down." John leaned closer, watching them carefully. "Now what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!" Sam reached up and pulled the towel off his head, revealing a nearly bald scalp, only a few patches of hair remaining. "He put NAIR in my shampoo! I found the bottle in the trash. It'll be weeks before it grows back!"
Dean fell over laughing, and John and Sam both turned to look at him. "Sam, go finish washing up," John told his younger son. "I'm going to have a talk with your brother."
"You should shave all his hair off too," Sam said as he started back to the bathroom. "See if he can get a girl without any hair to cover his deformed head," he muttered as he slammed the door behind him.
Sam stormed out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his head, wearing only his jeans. John sat up and looked between his sons as Dean tried to keep a straight face.
"What's the matter, Sammy?" Dean asked.
"You damn well know! I'm starting a new school in two weeks and I'm already the new kid - again - and I don't need you messing with me like this. I never did anything to you to mess with your reputation at any school, and it's not fair that you're going to make my first day hell!"
"Ok, Sam, clam down." John leaned closer, watching them carefully. "Now what's wrong?"
"What's wrong? What's wrong?!" Sam reached up and pulled the towel off his head, revealing a nearly bald scalp, only a few patches of hair remaining. "He put NAIR in my shampoo! I found the bottle in the trash. It'll be weeks before it grows back!"
Dean fell over laughing, and John and Sam both turned to look at him. "Sam, go finish washing up," John told his younger son. "I'm going to have a talk with your brother."
"You should shave all his hair off too," Sam said as he started back to the bathroom. "See if he can get a girl without any hair to cover his deformed head," he muttered as he slammed the door behind him.
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Ahem. Sorry -- that was more Dean than me. Loved this.