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[onlytobenormal]

When Sam woke, it was in a bed that wasn't his own and without his dad or brother in sight... needless to say, there was a lot of freaking out. He fumbled out of bed and went looking through the apartment he was in... only to find a dog and not much else. Nothing that would tell him where he was anyway or where Dad or Dean was, when they'd be back.

He even got desperate enough to grab the phone and try their numbers... only to find them no longer in use which was just... even weirder. Now he was even more worried.

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[onlytobenormal]

"Alright, thanks, Dean." He moved over to some racks to start looking, giving a thoughtful hum as he tried to decide between the shirts there. Nothing special... wasn't like Sam cared about flashy or anything. Just functional and in his size.

[samefivealbums]

After sifting through a few stacks of kids jeans, Dean picked out a few pairs for Sam to try on. He remembered about what the kid's size was at this age, but he wanted Sam to try them on to be sure. Then he returned to where Sam was picking through the shirts. "Find anything you like?"

[onlytobenormal]

"Yeah, a few things." He looked at the jeans Dean had before taking them over to the dressing room to try the on. They looked about right and, thankfully, they were when he got inside to try them on.

Way better than Dean's hand-me-downs. His brother had gotten pretty tall himself apparently.

Once he was done, he stepped out. "Think we're done here, Dean."

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"Alright." He took the ones that fit from Sam and draped them over one arm. The ones that didn't fit, he left on the rack to be put back. "C'mon. We'll pay and then stop somewhere with a bathroom for you to change before we hit the arcade."

[onlytobenormal]

Sam followed Dean while he paid for the clothes and outside to the car, climbing in and getting comfortable. "Thanks, Dean... you really didn't have to buy me anything, you know? Don't know how long I'm staying after all."

But he really did appreciate it.

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"No sweat, dude. Besides, I can't have my little 'cousin' running around in clothes that don't fit. Cramping my style." He flashed Sam a playful grin and reached over to ruffle Sam's hair. It didn't matter how long Sam was there. He still wanted to take care of his brother.

Dean pulled into the parking lot of a fast food joint and parked near the door. "Grab what you wanna wear and change in their bathroom. I'm gonna grab some coffee. Want anything?"

[onlytobenormal]

"I'm good, Dean." He grabbed a pair of jeans and a shirt before he slipped off into the restroom. He changed quickly and came out as soon as he was done.

"Alright... you get your coffee?"

[samefivealbums]

"Yep. Got it." He held the styrofoam cup in one hand and took his old clothes from Sam. "Let's roll. Time for me to deliver a skee-ball beat-down."

[onlytobenormal]

"Dude, I told you... I'll bet you anything that you don't come close. I'm good at skee-ball." and since his bro seemed so smug about it, Sam would just have to prove it!

[samefivealbums]

"We'll see." Dean tossed the clothes into the back seat and climbed in behind the wheel. Sam probably would win, but Dean had to put up a good front. No sense in letting the kid get one over on him too easy. "I have hidden talents you don't know about, Sammy. I'm a complicated man."

[onlytobenormal]

He rolled his eyes at Dean's insistence, snorting at the 'complicated man' stuff. "What kind of hidden talents? Just skee-ball?"

[samefivealbums]

"I'm a master chef, dude. You saw for yourself! I also mix a mean martini and I can pick up any girl who's actually into guys." Still true, even if he didn't put it into practice these days! "That's plenty of talent, right there."

[onlytobenormal]

"You know how to cook, but there's no way you're a master chef, Dean." He shook his head, smiling a little bit at the insistence that he could pick up girls still.

"I hope your pickup lines have gotten better... they're so lame." Well, that wasn't entirely true maybe. Dean knew how to talk to girls way better than he did. And his brother was cool. If he let on too much though, then he'd get a big ego and he couldn't have Dean gloating all the time.

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"Jealous." Dean pulled into the parking lot of the arcade. He stopped the engine and looked over at his brother. "Ready?"

He climbed out of the car and headed for the door, making sure Sam was behind him. At least the place didn't look to be overrun by little kids. There were a few Sam's age and some parents milling around. Not bad at all.

[onlytobenormal]

"Oh, totally. I wish I could come up with pick up lines as lame as yours so bad, Dean." At the question, he nodded and followed Dean inside. Thankfully, Dean hadn't chosen a kiddy place. At least there were some kids that looked around his age.

He grinned and reached up to idly tug at Dean's shirt. "You ready to lose, dude?"

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"Lose? I don't know the meaning of the word!" He smirked at Sam and reached into his wallet to pull out some bills. He handed Sam a $10 and led the way over to the token machine. "Skee-ball winner gets to pick the next game. Which means I have to win so you don't pick something lame like whack-a-mole..."

[onlytobenormal]

"I don't play whack-a-mole, Dean." He rolled his eyes and went to feed the money into the token machine. "But you'll just pick skee-ball again if you win... it's the only thing you might win at."

[samefivealbums]

"Whatever you say, Sammy." Dean watched him get the tokens and debated popping in another ten, but he supposed he could wait and see how fast they ran through these. Dean headed for the skee-ball lanes and let Sam choose which ones to use. "You ready?"

[onlytobenormal]

He chose the ones he wanted to test out and flashed a grin at his brother. "You wanna start us off, dude? Let's see what you got." And if that big ego of his was actually warranted.

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Dean stepped up to the lane beside Sam's and fed a couple of tokens into the machine. He picked up a ball and grinned. "Watch and learn, Sammy!"

He rolled the ball up the alley and landed it into the 25 point slot.

[onlytobenormal]

"Not horrible." But it wasn't amazing either! He started to feed some tokens into his own machine and rolled a ball up--and landed on 25 too. He frowned a little at that because he'd wanted to get higher, do something impressive because- well.

Just because.

Getting praise out of his brother at least felt good.

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"Not bad, dude." Dean grinned. He wasn't going to try too hard to win. It was more fun to see Sam having a good time and he knew how happy the kid would be to best his big brother at something.

His next ball only hit a 15. He shrugged and nodded at his brother. "Hit it, dude."

[onlytobenormal]

Sam managed another 25 and he grinned a little - getting a win over Dean? It was always awesome. Meant he had gloating rights for awhile. "See if you can do better, Dean."

[samefivealbums]

Dean chuckled at Sam's gloating smile and nodded, reaching for another ball. He made a good show of aiming and still managed to only snag a 15. He gave Sam a sideways glance. "I think you gave me the rigged table, Sammy."

[onlytobenormal]

"Dude, they don't rig the tables!" He was grinning through, aiming his ball and managing a 35 this time. He let out a proud, happy 'hah' as he looked up at Dean.