"Dean!" Sam ran down the hall towards his brother, nearly tripping on the oversized shirt and towel. He looked older than Sam remembered, but it was still his brother and that was enough for him. While Sam didn't quite throw his arms around his brother, he did stand very close.
"No," he said indignantly. "I know m'not supposed to touch Dad's stuff. It's dangerous." That mantra had been drummed into both of the boys at a very young age. "I got out of the bath and.." he looked around, his eyes wide.
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Date: 2010-12-21 03:09 am (UTC)"No," he said indignantly. "I know m'not supposed to touch Dad's stuff. It's dangerous." That mantra had been drummed into both of the boys at a very young age. "I got out of the bath and.." he looked around, his eyes wide.
"Dean.. where are we?"