Happy Birthday Sammy ((RP, Birthday Wishes and Pranks, it's celebrating Winchester style))

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Dean figured that was no kind of birthday at all, so he decided it was time to get things going. He was up before Sam and had his 'present' set out on the table.

The card was sat on the table by the door, so Sam would get it second.

Then it was just a waiting game, Dean slipped in to the closet and closed it almost all the way behind him.

Waiting for Sam to come along and open the box, which would then spray his face with a magical dust made to stick to the skin, followed by confetti, stars, hearts, various shapes and colors that would stick to the dust and remain that way until the proper incantation was said.

The card held a note "Happy Birthday, Sammy. Catch me if you can. Dean"

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Still in their room, Sam fished around for one of Dean's favorite shirts. He tapped the shirt with his wand, muttering under his breath before turning to touch an unfolded map of the school.

Dean's presence blazed brightly in the middle of the library. Sam smirked. Clever place to hide.

Spending time in the library was going to pay off, the younger Winchester jogged towards a side entrance, his wand at the ready. Silently, he stole up on his brother and took aim.

Dean was now wearing the pinkest, frilliest apron imaginable. Complete with a set of pearls to make Donna Reed envious. "So you're prepared to make more pies. You big girl!"

And now he was off and running.