"Then what are we going to do?"
"You take the couch and I get the bed."
"How is that fair Dean?"
"I'm the oldest and what I say goes."
"Bull and you know it. We play for it."
"Play what and god help you if you say paper, rock, scissors."
"You know you have to play in order to get it."
"Dean, always with the rock."
"Rock beats paper. You're telling me that a rock can't rip through paper? I mean come on Sammy. It's fricken paper."
"It's Sam and Mabye, but that's not the way the game is play. You can either take the couch or the floor, but as of right now, I got the bed."
"You know how big of an ass you're being, right?"
"Yes, but I'm the ass with the queen size bed all to his ass self. Have fun sleeping on the floor."
"You know I can just kick your ass and take the bed."
"And then I can kick yours and take it back."
"Like you could bean boy."
"You know I can so just try me."
"I'm not going to beat you up."
"That's what I thought. Now go get comphy on your couch."
"What the hell man??"
"You know what."
"Don't know a thing Sammy. Now get off the ground and come inside. You might get cold."
"I'm not going to get cold since you were kind enough to let me keep my blanket when you placed me outside."
"I did nothing of the sort."
"Then how did I get outside and in only my underwear no less."
"I don't sleep walk and you know that."
"I got it!"
"I already got it. You put me out there cause I got the bed."
"Well, I was going to say that a demon must of broke in here in the middle of the night and put you outside. Not waking me for some reason, but maybe he used some kind of sleep spell on me. Would explain that weird dream I had about Paris Hilton."
"That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard and at the next motel, you're still getting the couch."
"Like hell I am. We'll just get a room with two beds."
"Then I'll just take both of them."
"With your tall ass, you might need both of them."
"Say that when this tall ass is stepping on your head."
"Like you would do that to your charming and most kind older bro."
"In a heart beat and we have to go. Have to be in Georgia by noon."
"Not my fault you slept in so late."
"I didn't sleep in. You threw me outside."
"Bitch. Now lets go."
A/N Don't ask. For some reason this popped into my head and I wrote it. Has nothing to do with anything and I don't think it's really funny, but oh well. Just had to get it out there. Hope you understand.