Supernatural One-Shots

Sam Winchester - Pranks

Words: 705

Notes: It's a short one, sorry. 

Relationships: Siblings to the Winchester boys

You grinned as you slowly opened the door to your older brother's room, supplies in hand. You had one goal set for yourself today, and that goal was to get back Sam for the prank he pulled on you last week, super glue in your hairbrush, must there be more said? So as soon as he stated he was going to go lay down in bed, you knew your prank was a go.

Right before you were able to step into the room, Dean stopped you in the concrete hallway. "What in the hell are you doing Y/n." He questioned, looking at the bag you held. You pressed a finger to your lips, signaling him to be quiet. 

"Getting back for the last week." You whispered softly, lifting up the large bag you held. 

"Just don't hurt him Y/n, I told him the same thing last week. I about beat his ass because we had to cut the damned hairbrush out of your hair." Dean huffed, walking toward the library. 

As you crept into the bedroom, you stopped in your tracks by seeing what he had set up around his bed; mouse traps. You lifted your middle finger in the air, flipping him off due to how you had to stay quiet. 

You worked around the trap set up by Sam, smirking once you had gotten past it all. You gently put your bag down, getting out a few of the items you needed. Hair dye (not permanent, your not that mean.), a few towels, and a few other needed items for the prank. You opened the small black box, the green coloring inside of it making you grin. You sat the dye aside, gently lifting your brothers head and putting a towel under his head and around his shoulders. "Okay," You whispered, "Let's do this." 

-

After finishing your project, you pulled away from Sam. "He's going to kill me." You muttered, a soft giggle leaving your lips. You collected your items, putting it all back into your back. You went around the mouse traps as you had before, exiting the room. You walked down the hallway, entering the Library. 

"So, what did you do? Permanent marker face? Inked fingers?" Dean asked, his eyes not even leaving the book he held. 

"Think worse. I think it even us out because of me losing five inches of my hair." You stated, sitting down next to your oldest brother. 

"You didn't." 

"I did dear brother, and I'm fucking proud of myself."

"He is going to kill you."

" I know."

- 

After another hour or so of cuddling into Dean's side, a very pissed off Sam walked into the room. "Who did it." He barked out, extremely pissed off, beyond his normal boundary. 

You let out a soft squeak, nuzzling deeper into Dean. Dean let out a soft chuckle as he lifted his eyes from the book to look at his brother. 

"Love the green, really suits you. Makes your eyes pop, don't you think Y/n?" The oldest Winchester laughed, looking down at his sister. 

 You looked up, a smile on your lips. " I must agree with you Dean, It just looks fantastic." 

"Y/n did it, didn't she? To get back on the hairbrush incident." Sam snapped, walking into the room.

 You hadn't thought this far, only planning the prank, not the aftermath of it. You stood up, leaving Dean's warmth. "Well did you think I wouldn't try anything thing? And if the mousetraps were to stop me-" 

"Alright, time to shut up and makeup!" Dean roared, standing up. "You both did something horrible, so now it's time to stop and relax." 

You nodded your head, sitting back down. You frowned as Sam grumbled something along the lines of getting you back for all of this. 

"If either of you does one more prank, I will cuff you both together until you work things out. It's all fun and games until you both are pissed at each other." Dean stated, sitting back down on the couch. 

"I love you Sam." You whispered gently, patting the spot next to you. Sam nodded his head, sitting next to you. " I love you too Y/nn."