Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

069. NORMAL

Libby walks into the kitchen where Sam is.

"You good?" She asks, seeing crashed dishes on the floor.

"Yeah. Yeah. Great." Sam says. He picks up the pot of noodles, but drops it as it's too hot, water and noodles going everywhere. Sam makes noises of pain, blowing on his hands.

"That, um... I mean, that's your fault." Libby says. Sam gives her a bitch face and she shrugs. "Look, I'll clean it up, you seem to be super klutzy tod--" She's cut off as she slips on the water and noodles, landing hard on her back. She cries out in pain, grimacing.

She opens her eyes, Sam standing next to her to make sure she's okay.

"I mean, that's your fault." Sam retorts. Libby rolls her eyes as Sam holds his hands out. Libby accepts the help, but as Sam tries to pull her up, he just falls onto his butt.

"Really? Your 6'4" gigantor being couldn't help my 5'0" ass up?" Libby questions.

"Shut up, Elizabeth." Sam sighs.

~ ~ ~

Ophelia and Nathan lay in her bed as they make out.

"The door isn't shut." Nathan mumbles against her lips. Ophelia lets out a hum and holds her hand out, flicking it to shut the door. Not hearing it happen, she looks up, growing confused. She tries to shut the door again, but it doesn't work.

Nathan's lips move to her neck as she continues to attempt to shut the door.

"Babe, shut the door." Nathan says.

"I-- I'm trying. It's not working." Ophelia says.

"What do you mean it's not working?" Nathan asks, pausing his kisses to look towards the door.

"What the hell do you think I mean? I mean it's not working." Ophelia says.

"Okay, okay, chill, snappy." Nathan mutters making Ophelia give him a bitch face.

"I gotta figure this out." Ophelia says, pulling away from the boy. However, her bracelet is apparently caught in his hair which they find out when she pulls her hand away and Nathan's head follows.

"Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow. Bracelet, babe, bracelet. Babe!" Nathan cries in pain.

"Crap." Ophelia whispers, trying to get the bracelet detangled from his hair. "God, the one time I keep my bracelet on."

"Ow!" Nathan cries as she tugs on his hair.

"I'm sorry. I'm trying." Ophelia says. She scoots closer, but it only ends in her accidentally kneeing Nathan in his private area since his legs are on either side of her. "Oh, my God. I am so sorry." She puts her hands on his shoulder, his head yanking down with his hair still connected to the bracelet. "Sorry!"

"Okay, I think sex is not in the cards for us right now." Nathan says.

"I am so sorry." Ophelia whispers.

"Yo, guys!" They hear Libby shout.

"Crap!" They both whisper. They start make it look like they weren't making out and Ophelia tries harder to get the bracelet untangled from Nathan's hair.

"Hurry, hurry." Nathan says.

"I'm trying!" Ophelia hisses. "Be still."

"I am being still." Nathan says.

The two continue to bicker and end up falling off the bed. They both groan as Libby walks in.

"You know, if you're gonna try to have sex, at least shut the door, dumbasses." Libby says.