Through the thin walls 2
Second part from the verse.

Imagine you’re in one of those cheap motel rooms where everything is so candy pink that your teeth hurt; the what-the-hell-this-spider-is-doing-on-my-bed kind of motel. And through the thin motel walls you can hear almost every sound in the next room, so you’re paying closer attention when someone says “tooth”

“… yeah Dean, and maybe The Tooth Fairy will call you to talk about your teeth”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Sam. All my teeth are just fine, none is going to fall out”

“Even if I punch you in the face?”

“Of course, you hit like a girl! What? Do you want to try, Sammy? Come on, hit m… OW…! That wasn’t fair! You surprised me!”

“Of course Dean, sure I did, because there is no way you would notice such a big guy like me taking a swing and hitting you in the face”

“Shut up”

“What happened? Do you need glasses?”

“Shut up, I’m bleeding!”

“Oh come on. Let’s face it; you’re getting old, Dea… OW…!”

“Thanks God, to punch such a big guy like you I still don’t need glasses”

Again special Thanks for cookiejunkie and voicelesssons for their beta-fu and the suggestions. And a big credit for IndianGirl and her precious remarks like:

“The”? Why, why why? Didn’t I teach you anything? And what “beta-fu” means? There even is no word like that. What do you mean by I don’t need to know the meaning?

She’s lovely like that.

(Oh, I can hear “I never said that! And besides you should write “a big credit”” and then of course I will correct “big credit” and can say “That’s the way you sound to me”, and then the next big argue could begin, but I’m not in the mood to argue)

But the true is that IndianGirl always know what I meant writing this, so she can correct me ;)

(now I wrote A/N longer than a fic. Jeeez...)