The Masquerade
Good Morning...Not
“Dean, Dean wake up.” the stern voice said. Seconds passed, while the man on the motel bed, still slept.
“Dammit, Dean!” The voice boomed. Finally the voice gave up, irate and annoyed the man punched at Dean in the stomach. The man on the bed fought back.
Chapter 1: Good Morning, Not
Sam punched, hoping it would wake Dean...it did. The blow connected, while sending Dean into a fury. Dean struck Sam, kicking him in the chest, Sam hunched over while Dean took the opportunity to strike again, this time in the face.
“OW! Goddammit Dean!” Sam shouted, as Dean rose to his feet from the bed.
“What? You can't take a hit? You stupid son of a bitch! Dean growled, flexing his knuckles.
“Dean, I didn't even hit you that hard.” Sam stated, and he didn't hit him that hard. Just enough to wake him, not attack him.
“I don't care!” Dean roared. He threw a punch, soaring towards Sam's chest. Sam dodged.
“Dammit, Dean. I don't want to do this.” Sam threatened. Sam flexed his palm towards Dean. Concentrating on his brother, whom had just began to throw another punch.. Dean stopped mid punch...only because now he was in the air.
“SAMMY!!!” Dean roared. “PUT ME DOWN NOW!” Dean ordered.
“Are you calm?” Sam asked, with a childish smirk gliding across his face. He knew the answer, but he still liked seeing his brother angry, it turned him on.
“HELL NO!” Dean boomed.
“Then no” Sam said as he rose his brother higher in the air. Deans crotch now at eye level with Sam. Oh the things, Sam wished he could tell his brother...Sam was snapped out of his daydream, by his brothers screaming.
“Sammy, I swear to God. If you don't put me-” Sam cut him off “You'll what? It seems to me, you are in no position to make threats.” Sam chuckled. Sam's laptop, beeped, breaking Sam's concentration, allowing Dean to fall to the floor.
“Ow.” Dean said.
“Shut up!” Sam ordered, as he made his way to the rigidity motel desk, with the computer on it.
“Whose it from?” Dean asked. Brushing himself off.
“I SAID SHUT UP” Sam shouted. His force and strength, booming in his voice.
Dean jumped shocked at the force, in Sam's tone. “Awww, Sammy. Now remember, you hit me first.” Dean smirked, god that smirk. Sam twitched, allowing the thought of his brother out of his head.
Moments passed, and Sam, still wasn't talking to Dean. So Dean made his way to the bedside table, and grabbed the remote. He began to watch TV. Or more like flip though channels. “Commercial...commercial...commercial” Dean said frustrated. He finally settled for the W.B.
Sam looked up from the laptop. Just as the tv, started it's new commercial. ~~~Don't forget, to tune in on Monday evening. For new episode of Gossip Girl. Will Blair Forgive Chuck, for cheating on her, with his...Own stepsister. Serena?
“Oh, gasp” Dean said sarcastically, placing his hand over his mouth, “ Not his own sister, this is stupid.” and clicked the power button.
Sam Chuggled.
“Okay, Sam...I am sorry, I overreacted” Dean pleaded.
“Fine...The email was from Bobby. Seems like there is something going down in Athens, Ohio, and it seems to be going after the students in the all girl dorm..” Deans eyes popped.
“ Then. What in the hell are we still doing here?” Dean said grabbing the keys to the Impala.
“Dammit, Dean!” The voice boomed. Finally the voice gave up, irate and annoyed the man punched at Dean in the stomach. The man on the bed fought back.
Chapter 1: Good Morning, Not
Sam punched, hoping it would wake Dean...it did. The blow connected, while sending Dean into a fury. Dean struck Sam, kicking him in the chest, Sam hunched over while Dean took the opportunity to strike again, this time in the face.
“OW! Goddammit Dean!” Sam shouted, as Dean rose to his feet from the bed.
“What? You can't take a hit? You stupid son of a bitch! Dean growled, flexing his knuckles.
“Dean, I didn't even hit you that hard.” Sam stated, and he didn't hit him that hard. Just enough to wake him, not attack him.
“I don't care!” Dean roared. He threw a punch, soaring towards Sam's chest. Sam dodged.
“Dammit, Dean. I don't want to do this.” Sam threatened. Sam flexed his palm towards Dean. Concentrating on his brother, whom had just began to throw another punch.. Dean stopped mid punch...only because now he was in the air.
“SAMMY!!!” Dean roared. “PUT ME DOWN NOW!” Dean ordered.
“Are you calm?” Sam asked, with a childish smirk gliding across his face. He knew the answer, but he still liked seeing his brother angry, it turned him on.
“HELL NO!” Dean boomed.
“Then no” Sam said as he rose his brother higher in the air. Deans crotch now at eye level with Sam. Oh the things, Sam wished he could tell his brother...Sam was snapped out of his daydream, by his brothers screaming.
“Sammy, I swear to God. If you don't put me-” Sam cut him off “You'll what? It seems to me, you are in no position to make threats.” Sam chuckled. Sam's laptop, beeped, breaking Sam's concentration, allowing Dean to fall to the floor.
“Ow.” Dean said.
“Shut up!” Sam ordered, as he made his way to the rigidity motel desk, with the computer on it.
“Whose it from?” Dean asked. Brushing himself off.
“I SAID SHUT UP” Sam shouted. His force and strength, booming in his voice.
Dean jumped shocked at the force, in Sam's tone. “Awww, Sammy. Now remember, you hit me first.” Dean smirked, god that smirk. Sam twitched, allowing the thought of his brother out of his head.
Moments passed, and Sam, still wasn't talking to Dean. So Dean made his way to the bedside table, and grabbed the remote. He began to watch TV. Or more like flip though channels. “Commercial...commercial...commercial” Dean said frustrated. He finally settled for the W.B.
Sam looked up from the laptop. Just as the tv, started it's new commercial. ~~~Don't forget, to tune in on Monday evening. For new episode of Gossip Girl. Will Blair Forgive Chuck, for cheating on her, with his...Own stepsister. Serena?
“Oh, gasp” Dean said sarcastically, placing his hand over his mouth, “ Not his own sister, this is stupid.” and clicked the power button.
Sam Chuggled.
“Okay, Sam...I am sorry, I overreacted” Dean pleaded.
“Fine...The email was from Bobby. Seems like there is something going down in Athens, Ohio, and it seems to be going after the students in the all girl dorm..” Deans eyes popped.
“ Then. What in the hell are we still doing here?” Dean said grabbing the keys to the Impala.