A/N: Some of my favorite things here- minor hurt!Dean and unsympatheticSam ; D Do enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing directly show related, certainly not the two boys…although I've been looking at for sale ads and vintage impalas…
It was flamboyantly pink.
"Man, I hope they thought you were shopping for your 80-year-old granny."
"Nah. You know small town folks like to pry. They were extremely sympathetic concerning my older brother's 'delicate condition.' "
"I'm –ow-so going to-hiss-kill you." Dean grumbled, but snatched the donut shaped pillow from Sam, shifting tenderly. The extra cushioning was a relief.
"You could lay down on your stomach- I can drive."
"On our timetable? We'd never make it." Sam raised an eyebrow. "Hey. It's not my fault you drive like you're senile."
"And it's not my fault the witch gave you boils."