Dean was having a bad day.

He was in a foul mood.

Dad had dumped them at Bobby's and left.

Again.

The TV was broken, the books were boring, and the last thing Dean wanted to do was play cars with Sammy again.

Wait.

Where was Sammy?

"Sammy? Where'd ya go?"

Dean stood up, slightly panicked.

"BOO!"

Sammy pounced from behind the couch.

Dean startled, anger brewing.

Big hazel eyes shined up at him.

"Play hide-a-seek Deanie, like last time."

Sammy's pleading smile stretched ear to ear.

Dean caved.

"Ok, little dude."

Maybe this day wouldn't be so bad anymore.