The Runt of the Litter

Scooby-Dooby-Oops

Note: I should be sleeping, but it's fine.

I'm truly sorry for naming this chapter "Scooby-Dooby-Oops" but I could not, for the life of me, come up with something better, and my sleep-deprived, over-caffeinated, very-stressed brain is convinced this title is a little funny.

Anyway, thanks so much to everyone for reading, voting, and commenting. I appreciate you all more than I can say 💖 Spring semester just started for me, and I'm already bogged down with work, plus I start my new job tomorrow (today, technically?) (yay! but also that means I'm gonna be even busier)... my point is, when y'all are over here being the sweetest people ever, it helps me get through life, so thanks for existing and stuff.

This chapter was a request from the incredibly sweet CookieMonstar1912 who asked for Scoobynatural. This was super fun to do, so thanks for the idea. And I'm sorry it took me so long to post it. Thank you for being so incredibly patient.

I had to switch some stuff up for the chapter to work with Anna, because I felt like she would totally be crushing on Velma (and no one is convincing me that Velma is straight). But I also don't like the idea of the age gap issues that arise if the boys are romantically interested in the same people as their nineteen-year-old sister. So, anyway, know that I was deliberately avoiding making things creepy, and I'm imagining that the Scooby gang is like in their late twenties instead of being college-age (because even if canonically, Dean would hit on a much younger woman, he would not in this universe where he has a little sister who's nineteen).

Also, I didn't add a ton of new story to the episode, mostly just letting Anna react to everything that happened. But she is going to actually state her sexuality during this chapter, and I know some of you are curious, so... there's that.

Anna is nineteen.

Scooby-Dooby-Oops (what is wrong with me)

"Wait a second. Lemme get this straight," Anna said, following her brothers and the beautiful ginormous TV they'd brought back with them from town down the hallway. "You took out a giant dinosaur plushie..."

"Uh-huh," both boys grunted and started trying to maneuver the TV through a doorway.

"Watch it," Dean growled at Sam when he got a little too eager and nearly bumped his corner of the TV against the wall.

"And you came back with a giant TV?"

"Uh-huh," they both grunted back at her again.

"Don't get how that's so hard to follow," Dean grumbled at her. They finally got the TV angled correctly, and he backed through the doorway with it. He handled the thing almost as gently as a loaded gun. It made Anna want to roll her eyes.

"I'm sorry if I'm confused," she quipped with all the sass in the world. "You were supposed to be getting dinner. If I'd have known there would be killer plushies, I'd have come along."

"It was the most cushion-y tackle I've ever experienced," Sam smirked at her.

It was hard for Anna to stay irritated when he got that glimmer in his eyes. Maybe she should stop worrying about the details and enjoy one of the first happy afternoons they'd had in a while. They'd come back with a gorgeous TV, and they were setting it up in what had long been their makeshift family room, replacing the much smaller TV they'd used there since moving in. Sam's room would no longer be home to the biggest TV in the bunker. The thought made Anna want to squeal, but that would be childish, so she didn't do it.

Then again, Dean was acting pretty giddy about it as they set it down and immediately started to hook it up, so maybe she could get away with some excited squealing.