(My first oneshot! I am so happy about this! LilyBolt requested that I do a wee!chester focusing primarily on Sam teasing Dean over something. LilyBolt I hope I did it justice.

I do not own Supernatural.

I will not do slash or Winsest. I don't like reading ether of them so why would I write it?

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Summer of 1996 Dean is 17 Sam is 13)

When Sam got back to the motel room at four thirty that Wednesday afternoon he was greeted with an awful noise. Worried that something happened to his older brother Dean, while he was at the library he slid his heavy backpack onto the ground and pulled out the butterfly knife Dean had gotten him for his birthday. Opening the motel room door slowly a ghastly sight met his eyes.

Dean, in nothing but his boxers and a gross bright orange coloured towel wrapped around his head. A Walkman in one hand and a hairbrush in another singing at the top of his lungs.

"Ah, ah,

We come from the land of the ice and snow,

From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow."

Dean sang out bobbing his head along with the music. Sam's eyes widened in shock. He didn't know whether to laugh at the sight of Dean's atrocious dance moves or cry at his horrid singing.

"From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow.

The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,"

Dean was still singing blissfully unaware that Sam was there. Sam sat down on the motel bed and waited until Dean was done singing. When Dean got done and took the headphones out of his ears it was to laughter. He turned around to see Sam rolling around on the bed laughing his head off. Quickly going into the bathroom and returning a few minutes later with his hair damp from the shower he took and blushing a faint crimson he sat down on the bed opposite his brother who was still trying to get a hold of his laughing.

Sitting up Sam tried to talk "You didn't have to s-s-stop on m-m-my ac-c count" as a fresh wave of laughter overcame him and he went down into the bed again.

"Oh shut up Sam. I was doing wonderful." Dean snapped glaring at his brother.

"Sure you were." Sam said finally getting over his laughing fit and sitting up on the bed "Keep telling yourself that."

"How was school?" Dean asked.

"It was good Jeremey was teaching me some magic tricks." Sam said as he got up and went to the fridge and grabbed a soda pop from it "You want one Mariah Carey?"

"Shut you're cakehole." Dean snapped glaring at Sam as he took the offered beverage.

"Did you do all of your homework or did you and Jeremey spend the whole time at the library learning magic tricks?"

"I got my homework done." Sam said as he sat back down on the bed and grabbed the remote and turned on the TV and found America's funniest home videos. Wanting to get one last dig in at Dean for his singing and dancing Sam turned to him and said "Do you think if we recorded that dance and you singing we could get the ten thousand dollars?" The pop shower he got as Dean poured his pop over him was totally worth it.