family ties, supernatural [ 1 ]

028. freedom of religion

Tabitha and Griffin are in the Impala and fighting over the radio.

"I'm not listening to your girly shit again." Griffin grumbles, switching the station.

"You're in your emo stage. We're not doing that either." Tabitha bats his hand away, changing the station.

"Tabitha, I'll kill you." Griffin hisses, smacking her arm.

"I'll stab you in the eye." Tabitha retorts, smacking him over the head.

The two continue to slap and kick at each other, bickering back and forth.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sam rips the door open. "Enough!" He barks, getting the two to freeze. "Tabitha, backseat."

"Wha--" She frowns. "Why am I booted?" She pouts.

"Cause you're tiny." Sam says as if it's obvious.

"Ha!" Griffin laughs in her face. Tabitha smacks him in the forehead. "Oh!" He cries out in pain.

"Tabitha." Sam warns.

Tabitha grumbles curses under her breath as she climbs over the seat, getting into the back.

"Stupid brothers." She mutters, rolling in her eyes, slouching and pouting like a toddler.

"She started it." Griffin accuses.

"I did not!" Tabitha cries out in protest.

Sam rolls his eyes at both of them as he gets in the car.

"Both of you just be quiet. Pretend the other doesn't exist. It'll make the car ride much smoother." Sam tells them.

"So can we bug you?" Griffin asks.

"No. Pretend I don't exist." Sam says.

"Well, if you don't exist, nobody's telling us what to do, so we can slap the shit out of each other." Griffin points out. Sam rolls his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Griffin, just-- you know what I'm trying to tell you." Sam says.

"Do I?" Griffin pretends to think.

"Griffin." Sam glares at him.

"Okay, okay, jeez." Griffin mutters. "Relax, dad." He rolls his eyes. Sam rolls his eyes as he starts the car, reminding himself he loves his siblings.

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The three walk into the motel room where Dean is lying on one of the beds and using the Magic Fingers.

"Hey." Sam calls, trying to get Dean's attention. He walks over to Dean's bed and hits his brother's foot. "Hey!"

"Hey." Dean takes his headphones off. "Man, you gotta try this. I mean, there really is magic in the Magic Fingers." Dean says.

"God, can't he get his own room?" Griffin whines.

"Dean, you're enjoying that way too much. It's kind of making me uncomfortable." Sam says.

"Not just you." Tabitha mumbles.

"What am I supposed to do? I mean, you've got me on lockdown here, I'm bored out of my skull." Dean complains.

"Hey, you were the bank robber on the eleven o'clock news, not us. We can't risk you just walking into a government facility." Sam says and Dean hums. Sam waves a dismissive hand, walking into the bathroom. Dean's bed stops and he looks over at the Magic Fingers with a frown.

"Aw, damnit! That was my last quarter." Dean takes his earbuds out. "Hey, you got any quarters?" Dean asks his brother, getting up and walking to the entryway of the bathroom, leaning against the doorway.