E/O Challenge: Splinter, Chest and Sheet. Just tryingto catch up from the weeks I've missed!

"Damn it," Dean cursed to himself as he sat at the table, trying to pull various splinters from his hand.
"Dude, it's only a couple of slivers," Sam said teasingly as he meticulously made up the bed sheets into hospital corners.
"If that stupid stake hadn't broken while I was stabbing that trickster in the chest, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."
Sam started to laugh.
"My God, we sound like an old married couple."
Dean started to laugh as he pulled the last sliver from his palm.