"Two salty hunters, one half-angel kid, a dude that just came back from the dead again and a tinker buzzer. Team Free Will 2.0!!"
"It's tinker bell."
"No, it's buzzer cause bell sound melodious. You don't."
( gasped )
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Dropping the pen on the table, I leaned against my chair and dramatically sighed,
"Agh....I can't take it anymore"
Sam who was sitting across from me head buried in his laptop smirked at my frustration.
Narrowing my eyes I pointed a finger at him, "It's your fault, you don't have a heart"
My eyes shifted from him to the math book that was on the table along with my notebook, calculator and the other things which were a reminder of my punishment. Last night Sam found out I was spending most of my time reading lore books instead of studying textbooks, so he took them all away.
Now I was dying out of curiosity to read one of those books named 'Rakshasa-II' that had only few pages left unread. So straightening my back, I called him with the sweetest voice I could master,
"Uncle Sam"
His eyes momentarily shifted from the laptop to me and he sassed,
"Who are you giving that look, little girl? Those eyes might work on Dean, not me. Don't forget, I'm the original player of this game".
"I knew it! Should've gone for guilt tripping you instea-", I clapped my mouth shut realising my mistake.
But it was too late, Sam already heard me and a dirty grin formed on his lips as he said, "Grounded, you're grounded". And to taunt me, he added,
"I always wanted to say that. Guess I finally found someone", he wiggled his brows and I left out a huff seeing my plan backfired me.
Hearing the front door open, I jumped out of the seat and raced toward my father who just got back from a beer run. Situations like this, he always babied me and scolded his brother instead. Too bad for Sam, satisfying for me. But I stopped at my tracks seeing Dean whistling and swaying from side to side as he walked down the stairs.
Noticing me there, he strided forward with a big smile and crouched down at my eye level. Resting his hands on my cheeks without any warning he squished them together and said,
"I'm bringing you a new mom"
What!!
With me still holding captive in his hand, Dean chirped to his brother happily,
"I found my soulmate. I'm in love Sammy"
I wish I could see the younger brother's face, pretty sure it would mirror mine.
