No Pairing! This is a family dynamic! Winchesters with two younger sisters!
"Dean stop touching me," I said over my book.
"I'm not touching you," he said. He poked my leg with his foot again.
"Dean Winchester I swear to god I'm gonna shoot you," I said glaring at him.
"What! I'm not touching you," he shouted. I glared daggers at him. He starred back intently. I rose my book back up slowly and kept reading.
Two minutes later I felt him poke my leg again. "Jesus Christ! SAM!" I shouted.
"Not it!" Sam shouted from the study.
"Fine! ABBY!"
She stuck her head out of the kitchen "What?"
"Entertain the heathen, I can't get any work done with him sitting here,"
"Ha ha, fat chance man. I'm cooking, if I let him in this kitchen he'll eat everything before I get it in the oven,"
"Hey!" Dean protested.
"It's not like I'm exaggerating," Abby said disappearing into the kitchen again. I shook my head continued trying to read my book.
Pooooooke. I slammed my book shut,
"Come on Jazz, pay attention to me," he complained.
"You are worse than Lucifer." I said getting off the couch, to go hide in the study.
Dean scampered off into the kitchen to annoy Sabrina. Better her than me I guess. But if there's no dinner left when 6:30 rolls around I'll kill him if Abby or Sam doesn't first.
In the study I curled up on one of the cushions we placed in the corner, Sam was working at the table on God knows what. About 10 minutes later, I could hear muffled shouting coming from the kitchen. Dean's touching things he's not supposed to I guess. Number One Rule in the kitchen, don't touch Abby's pots and pans, they're like sacred or something.
All was quiet, except for the turning of the page in my book. And Sam occasionally clinking something on the keyboard of his laptop, of shuffling some old papers.
When suddenly, a loud clang rang out from the kitchen. Sam turned to look at me.
In the other room we could hear, "DEAN! Look what you did!"
"Ugh... Oops,"
"SAM!" Abby screamed.
"Nope. Nope. Nope. Nope," Sam muttered, shutting his laptop and fleeing the Bunker. I realized he was going to leave me to the crazies.
"Sam! Don't leave without me!" I shouted running after him. I made it out the door before it closed. Before it did, I heard a loud thwack! And an OW!
Sam and I stole Dean's car, and drove out into town to a local library where we were guaranteed peace and quiet from the undoubtable shit storm at home. The collateral damage from that can be cleaned up later.
