Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Operation: Kill Dean

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester (no reader/no pairing)

Warnings: just fluff

Summary: Dean started this prank war, and it will only end with one of the brothers crying... but it isn't going to be Dean.

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Sam sat down at one of the library tables with his favorite lore book in the entire collection. He was such a stickler for reading and knowledge, that he would re-read books in order to see if he could learn anything new with the same information. He claims it helps keep his brain in check with the same old monsters. Every time a new werewolf, witch, vampire, or anything else comes into town, there is always something special about that particular person. It's why he loves re-reading books.

He moved a piece of hair away from his eyes before opening the book. He flipped to the first chapter but froze at what was presented before him. Someone, and he knew exactly who, cut out the pages in the book to create a secret compartment. His blood boiled at the thought of his own brother sabotaging something that is so dear to him.

"Dean!!" he yelled as he stood up. As soon as Dean heard his booming voice, he entered the library with a pure and innocent look.

"What's up?"

"You know what's up. You did this to my book!" he motioned to the mess.

"I did no such thing!" Dean gasped.

"You're the only one in this damn bunker. Who did it, Cas?"

"Yeah, it was me," Dean laughed, not being able to keep up the innocent act much longer.

"Dude! I don't go messing with your things."

"Calm down, it's just a book," Dean scoffed. He wouldn't have done it if he knew there wasn't another copy of the book in the storage room.

"Okay, fine. You want to play this game again? You're on," Sam growled as he passed by his brother.

"What does that mean?"

"Just remember you started it!"

"This should be good," Dean chuckled to himself.

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A few days went by without Sam doing anything to his brother which only put Dean more on edge. His brother was like a snake, he could come slithering in at any moment without any warning. He had to be extra careful because he knew that something was coming soon, and the longer time passes, the bigger the prank would be.

Dean and Sam trudged into the kitchen after a long and brutal hunt. The only thing on Dean's mind was his favorite bottle of whiskey and some leftover pie he saved just for this moment. As soon as he set his stuff down, he grabbed the bottle and the pie before taking a seat at the table. Sam resisted the urge to grin as he grabbed one of his beers. Dean popped the top of his whiskey before drinking it from the tap. He took three big swigs, so he really didn't taste what Sam did to it before they left. However, as soon as Dean took a bite of his pie, he spit it out onto the table with a look of disgust.

"What the hell is this?" he coughed as he grabbed his bottle and took a swig, however, the same thing happened. Sam busted out laughing, and Dean knew this is what he deserves after messing with Sam's books.

"Is everything okay?" Sam snickered.

"You did this?"

"Like I said, you started it."