It's going around and Sam caught the bug

[likely_evil]

Leave a comment with one or more of the above and I’ll write a drabble for it.
anything marked done will be in comments below

1. Playful!Sam - shutthefrntdoor (done)
2. Murderous!Sam
3. Flailing!Sam - dontbea_racist
4. Incarcerated!Sam - absit_omens
5. Deviant!Sam
6. Sick!Sam
7. Intoxicated!Sam - soldier_ofgod (done)
8. Wildly Inappropriate!Sam - ilove_atallman
9. Eloquent!Sam
10. Cooking!Sam - lieu_murphy (done)
11. Over-protective!Sam - winchesterjerk, absit_omens
12. Bored!Sam
13. Silly!Sam - horsewoman_lana (done)
14. Romantic!Sam - modestnygirl
15. Silent-Treatment!Sam - winchesterjerk (done)
16. Bedtime!Sam - enjoythe_ride
17. Jealous!Sam - absit_omens
18. Inquisitive!Sam
19. Confused!Sam - queenemma
20. Sexy!Sam - sorella_italia
21. Angry!Sam
22. Dorky!Sam - ironknifehunter (done)
23. Working!Sam
24. Needs-a-Hug!Sam - idealized_sue (done)
25. Choose-your-own!Sam

You can also request any of the above for Ben and Lindsey.

OTHERS

Playful!Ben - hel_hathnofury
Dorky!Ben - hitchhiker_girl
Needs-a-Hug!Ben - dont_jumpship
Confused!Ben - winchesterjerk

Cooking!Lindsey fairly_ironic

Comments

I'm not talking to you...

[likely_evil]

Sam sat on his side of the Impala, arms crossed and looking out the window as the world drove by. He was sixteen, Dean was twenty and they were following behind Dad in his big truck onto the next hunt.

"Come on, Sammy, you can't be mad at me forever," Dean rolled his eyes, looking at his over-dramatic teenage brother who just huffed and crossed his arms more. He was also wearing a ski-cap and gloves, cold from the window being open to air out a nasty smell in the car.

"You have to admit, it was funny. Seeing your face." Dean licked his lips, leaning back in his seat and drumming his fingers on the dash as another mile went by. "Fine, if you're not going to talk to me..." he reached over and turned the music up on the radio, Motorhead starting to blare through the speakers until Sam glared at him, reached over and turned the music off again.

"Sam, it's nine hundred miles until we get to Oklahoma. You can't stay quiet the whole time there." Dean looked over at his little brother. "Just get it out."

He watched Sam work his jaw and focus on the road ahead of them. Dean rolled his eyes, then reached over and grabbed the ski cap off Sam's head and tossed it out the window.

"Dean!" Sam shouted, pissed off. "That was my hat!"

"There, that wasn't so hard." Dean was smirking as he looked at his brother. "You need to get some sun on that scalp of yours."

Sam fumed, and if looks could kill... "I hate you."

"Yeah yeah yeah." Dean chuckled to himself. "Now stop sulking. You look like a baby."

"It could be because I'm BALD!" Sam glared.

"Heh. I had forgotten how weird your ears look without your hair to hide them."

Sam just huffed back into his seat and stared at the window. "I'm going to get you back. I swear to God..."

"Good luck on that one," Dean laughed, then turned up the music again and sang along loudly, purposely ignoring his now threat-throwing brother and decided he should have just left Sam in his sulky silent treatment sulking.

Good thing Motorhead drowned out his whining.

Re: I'm not talking to you...

[winchesterjerk.livejournal.com]

... *g*

Re: I'm not talking to you...

[likely_evil]

He's still not talking to him now.

Re: I'm not talking to you...

[winchesterjerk.livejournal.com]

Oops. Dean is just way too amused. Also, it's just like John to make sure they're riding together so they can work it out.

My guess is that eventually Sammy will nap, and will wake up without recalling the whole thing at first and start singing along whatever Dean's singing, and then when he remembers/sees himself/registers the smell, will feel even more irked...