² Deception - Dean Winchester

Sixteen

honestly this book needs more cute little interactions between the three. so here's a game of truth or dare.

Also... anyone want some fourth wall breaks today? Gotta spice things up.

Also also... long chapter :)

"Can we play Truth Or Dare?" Jenny asked with a frown, sitting cross crossed on the bed across from Sam.

Dean had been shuffling through newspaper after newspaper, while Sam had used the free motel internet to look through recent, weird deaths. The two brothers paused from their search for a new hunt, very slowly turning to Jenny.

"What." Sam gave her a very confused look, almost as if he didn't know what she was saying.

"Jen, this isn't a 16 year old girls slumber party." Dean mentioned and Jenny shrugged.

"I've never had one of those. But! I did know this one girl that told me how to play it... Then she made me go home when I tried to get her to shoot my gun." Jenny looked off into the distance at the memory while Sam and z dean shared an odd look, shrugging.

"I guess. I could use a break from this." Dean moved his papers away as Sam and Jenny walked over to the table, sitting down.

"I know I've lived my whole life in the road... But what the hell is Truth Or Dare?" Sam asked, Jenny's brows raising in shock.

"Oh. My. God. I guess you live under a rock, too." She spat, slumping in her chair. "Basically, I'll ask one of you guys 'Truth or Dare' and if you say truth, i ask you some and you answer it honestly. If you say dare, you have to do whatever I tell you to."

"Oh. Yeah that seems easy." Dean chuckled at Sam's comment, shaking his head. "What?"

"Nothing. Nothing. Just don't be surprised by her questions and dares." Sam gave Jenny a nervous look as she smiled innocently, clearing her throat.

"Alright, Dean. Truth or Dare?"

"I'm not a little bitch. Dare." Jenny smiled, getting up and pouring a cup of coffee into a mug, then grabbed a straw. She set it in front of Dean, who frowned in confusion.

"Snort it." Dean's eyes widened in fear, glancing at Sam, who was equally nervous.

"Maybe I am a little bitch." Dean mumbled, slowly waving his hand over the mug.

"Oh, it's not like you've haven't done worse." Jenny pat Dean's back and sat back down, both her and Sam watching Dean in anticipation.

Dean glanced between the two, now feeling like he was a 16 year old girl as he grabbed the mug and brought the straw towards his nose. "Just so you know, I'll get you back for this."

"Oh, I'm sure you will." Jenny rested her head in her hand, an evil grin on her face as Dean out the straw in his nose, shaking as he inhaled sharply. It was immediately followed by coffee spewing out his mouth and other nostril, coughing in pain as Sam laughed.

"You wouldn't be laughing if it was you!" Dean snapped, grabbing a paper towel and blowing his nose. "Damn you both. My turn." Dean shook his head to try and rid the painful tingling in his nose as he turned to his little brother. "Sam. Truth or Dare?"

"I don't trust you. Truth." Dean sighed in defeat, shrugging as he thought.

"Is Jenny your favorite?" Dean asked in a semi-serious, semi-joking tone.

"I don't favorite people." Sam answered and Dena rolled his eyes. The younger Winchester turned to Jenny, nodding just slightly enough that only she noticed, and caused her to bite her tongue to hide a cheeky smirk. "Does this mean it's my turn now?"