Happy Hollandween

Treats In The Making

Dean was heading to the kitchen, walking past a knock off party city, he would've continued walking past if he didn't see Sam in the middle of it. Walking back, he subconsciously patted his robe for the silver knife he had tucked away, "Okay, where is my brother and what have you done with him?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "Ha ha," tying off a piece of string and adding it to the pile of candy necklaces that sat in front of him and Eileen. "You're not testing me with that silver knife you ass," Sam said, and Dean looked away, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Uh huh," Sam muttered, "It's for Jack, besides it was Eileen's idea."

"Which I kind of regret now," Eileen said, Sam laughed, "We went just a little overboard." Dean shook his head, "I didn't notice, when did you two have time to do this all?"

Sam looked down at his watch and shook his head, "We've been at this for thirteen hours now." Dean blinked at them, his hands on his hips like a disappointed mother, "Did either of you sleep?"

"Yeah, just not last night," Sam said, sipping his cold coffee. Dean pressed his lips together in a very tight line, "So when was the last time you slept?"

Sam shrugged, "Time is a social construct," Dean scoffed, "Yeah? Tell that to Father Time."

"You got his number?" Sam asked, Dean rolled his eyes. "You know what the worst part of all of this is?" Dean asked, "Nope, but I'm sure you're about to tell us." Eileen tried suppressing a laugh but it escaped anyway.

Dean glared but continued on, "You did this without me. I can't get you to even enter a store around October unless we're on a case. Then you'll buy and try to hide candy for trick or treaters. But this? You did all of this for Jack?"

"Did you want to set up with us?" Sam asked, and Dean scoffed, "Hell no, this would've bored me to death."

"Then what are you jealous about?" Sam asked.

Dean shook his head, "What am I... You've known Jack for a second and me your entire life, why didn't you ever participate before?"

Sam sighed, "Dude, I celebrated with you when we were kids, which Jack is, and he's my kid. What'd you expect?"

"For you to be your usual depressing self, when I was on Death's door we didn't do this." Dean said. Eileen wouldn't admit to it, but she found the two very entertaining in their arguments, especially the nonsense ones like this.

Sam sighed deeply into his hands, "You are such a child."

"A child without candy," Dean argued, Sam looked up, blinking quite a bit, "What do you want to do, dress up in a group costume?"

Dean scrunched up his face, "Okay, I'm not that much of a child. But we should dress up. As duos, not groups."

"Because those are different, how?" Sam asked, "In every way." Dean said, incredulous. Sam put his hands up, surrendering, "Fine, pick a costume for us, happy?"

Dean rolled his eyes and head, "No..." He reached down, grabbing a handful of candy, "Now I am!"

"Really?" Sam yelled, "They looked poisonous!" Dean yelled back. Sam wiped his face, sighing.

"I might make them poisonous so you leave them alone!" Sam yelled. "Witch!"

"Bitch!"

Eileen couldn't hold in her laughter anymore, and Sam shook his head, "He is going to be petty for the rest of the year, I just know it."

"Isn't he always?" Eileen asked, and Sam nodded, "Yeah, but more so."

Eileen looked down at the candy, "We're going to need a lot more than this," Sam nodded, "Yeah, and we'll need Cas to hide it. Dean will sniff them out if me or you hide it."

"Next time I have an idea like this, just tell me no, or we need to pregame before it." Eileen said, dropping another necklace down. Sam laughed, "That's why we need Cas, to remind us. Although, sometimes Cas is just as impulsive as we are."

"Oh, I know. Guinea pig." Eileen teased, Sam blushed, "Didn't realize Cas told you about that."

Eileen shrugged, "I know all about the experiments." Sam pursed his lips, "So drinks?"

She laughed, "Yes, drinks."