Sam Winchester was in the shower, belting out the upbeat tune "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls at the top of his lungs. He was feeling particularly good today, and the song just seemed to capture his mood perfectly. Meanwhile, his brother Dean was in the kitchen, cooking up some bacon and eggs for breakfast.
As Sam continued to sing, he could hear the sizzle of the bacon and the clanging of pots and pans coming from the kitchen. He grinned to himself, knowing that Dean would probably be rolling his eyes at his choice of music.
"So, tell me what you want, what you really, really want!" Sam sang, his voice echoing off the shower tiles.
"Please, no more Spice Girls!" Dean shouted from the kitchen, his voice laced with mock annoyance.
Sam chuckled to himself, not at all deterred. "I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really, really, really wanna zigazig ah!"
Dean shook his head in amusement, knowing that there was no stopping Sam once he got going. He flipped the bacon over and added a pinch of salt to the eggs, listening to his brother's singing with half an ear.
"Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really, really want, so tell me what you want, what you really, really want!" Sam continued to sing, his voice growing louder and more confident.
After Sam got out of the shower the two of them sat down to eat, Sam couldn't resist breaking into song once again. "If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends!"
Dean groaned, exasperated. "Can you please stop with the Spice Girls already?"
Sam pouted, but quickly recovered. "Fine, fine. I'll stop. But you have to admit, they're a classic."
Dean cast a side-eye at Sam. "Dude no," Dean exclaimed, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
Sam grinned, undeterred by his brother's response. "But Dean, you're already a Spice Girl. You're Bowlegged Spice."
"What? No way!" Dean protested, trying to hold back a laugh. "I'm Bluesteel, Batman, Adorable - not Bowlegged Spice."
Sam just chuckled, knowing he had gotten a rise out of his brother. "Whatever you say, man. But I think you'd look great in a little black dress and some platform boots."
Dean shook his head, still grinning in spite of himself. "Just eat your damn breakfast, you weirdo."
(I had to make at least one Sam Winchester imagine even tho its all Dean but this had to happen tho and it will be the only one!)
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