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"Jack fuckin' Twist!"
Sam cried, running towards his brother. Dean stared at him.

"What the hell was that? Who's Jack?"
He asked, surprised by the other man's enthusiasm. Sam looked some-what crestfallen.

"Oh. Right. You haven't seen that movie...anyway...uh...Dean fuckin' Winchester!"
He yelled, throwing his arms around the spiky-haired man. Dean pushed him away frantically.

"Get a hold of yourself!"

He said, slapping Sam across the face. Sam veered away comically, his hand on the side of his face and a surprised look on his face.

"How dare you? UPSTART!"

And with that, Sam slapped his brother back. Thoroughly startled, Dean swung out with his fist and caught Sam in the jaw, causing his brother to fall over backwards, grabbing onto the front of Dean's shirt and bringing the man to the ground with him. They lay there, laughing hysterically until their father showed up.

“What the hell are you two doing? C’mon, we got demons to hunt!”

Taking one last look at his brother, Dean stood up and followed John back to the Impala.

“So where are we goin’?”
The eldest Winchester paused with his hand on the car door.

“Someplace called Brokeback Mountain…I guess we’ll see when we get there. Yo, Sammy, you comin’?”