onlytobenormal | de-aged [For samefivealbums]

He snorted at that. "Yeah, you're right." Dad would have blown up probably. He'd probably really regret asking this,but... "Do you know if I do anything with guys when I'm older?"

"Mostly not. Not until you got to college. Then a little." Just one guy. Just Dean. Not that he should tell Sam that.

"Oh..." He was quiet again, just looking around the parking lot. Wasn't sure what to say to that or how it settled with him really. "... We should probably go in, right?"

"It's okay, you know? Don't worry about it. I know I hassled you a lot growing up and maybe made more gay jokes than strictly necessary, but that was mostly because of my issues. Not because there's anything really wrong with kissing a guy or anything..." Four years older brothers made crappy parents, really. Sometimes, he really wished he had it all to do over again, knowing what he knows now. Too bad that wasn't possible.

"Yeah, c'mon. Let's see what they've got inside."

"It's just kinda weird to hear about yourself, Dean," he murmured, giving an idle little shrug as he went to slip out of the car. Dean didn't seem to mind it... was oddly okay with it all and it was just- all of it was weird and it didn't add up.

Them quitting hunting and Dean jumping into the whole normal thing. Sharing a bedroom with a single bed was weird too, no matter how Dean tried to explain it away. Starting to get a little weirded out here, he guessed.

He was shrugging it off as best as he could for now though. He wanted to enjoy today... one normal day. Normal as he was going to get anyway...

"You said you've never been here before, right?"

Dean shoved his hands into his pockets and walked beside Sam into the aquarium building. "Nope. Never been. Been meaning to, but we just haven't gotten around to it yet."

He paused at the ticket booth to pay their way in and then handed the map of the exhibits to Sam. "Whatcha wanna look at first, Sammy?"

"I don't care..." He looked over the map distractedly, straying a little closer to Dean. "It all looks kinda cool, Dean. I want to see it all anyway."

"Okay. Guess we'll start at the beginning and just work our way through." Sam's distraction worried him. He didn't know what was going on in that big brain of his. Whatever it was, it didn't seem to be doing him any good for his enjoyment of the trip.

Dean sighed a little and nudged him with his elbow. "Shark tunnel?"

At the nudge, Sam's eyes darted back up to Dean's and he shook his head, a little smile tugging at his lips. "Huh? You want to go?"

"Why not? Sharks are awesome. That's why they have a whole week on Discovery." That alone was worth the monthly cable bill. He led the way to the tunnel, grinning a little at the swarm of wide-eyed kids entering ahead of them. Whoever came up with this idea was a genius. A giant, glass tube with sharks and rays swimming all around you? Awesome.

"You're so weird, Dean." He rolled his eyes, smirking affectionately. Okay, he did have to admit it was kinda cool to see, and Sam might actually be joining the ranks of impressed kids when they got in.

Didn't mean Dean's obsession with shark week wasn't geeky in its own way though.

Dean didn't mind being weird. Been weird all his life. He slung an arm around Sam's shoulders and wandered slowly down the tunnel, watching the sharks and other things swimming around them. "Got a favorite shark, dude?"

"I'm sure you've got a bunch." He flashed a teasing look, reaching up to put a hand against Dean's wrist as long as he had his arm around his shoulder. "Hm... Hammerheads look neat, I guess."

Dean grinned back at Sam's teasing look. Hey, there were worse things he could be a dork about. Sharks were cool! "I do, as a matter of fact, and hammerheads are right up at the top. So are tiger sharks, great whites, and those crazy dudes that look like they've got chainsaws on their noses."

"You really know a lot of sharks..." He pulled away from Dean for a moment, just around at what was swimming around them with interest, occasionally reaching back to tug at Dean's sleeve and point out whatever really caught his interest.

Okay, so the sharks were pretty cool.

Dean was happy to follow those tugs here and there. He was having a good time and it was nice to spend some uncomplicated time with his little bro. Plus, it was something he'd actually wanted to do anyway, so it worked out great. He was a little disappointed to reach the end of the tunnel, but there were other things to see. "Not bad so far, huh?"

"Nah, it's interesting." Sam paused to look back at Dean, expression bright. Maybe he'd been pretty weirded out earlier, but right now? He was having fun. Anytime he got to hang out with Dean was pretty cool usually, even if it was older Dean. Maybe he was having even more fun seeing the guy his brother was going to grow into.

Wasn't really disappointed either. "You having fun, Dean?"

"Yeah, totally. Too bad I didn't bring a camera this time. I could'a had a great pic of that one shark swimming around trying to figure out how to get you through the glass." He grinned and winked. Actually, it would just be cool to have more pictures of Sam at this age. They had so few the first time around and most of them weren't of Sam this happy.

"C'mon. Let's hit the fishy petting zoo." The petting tank had tiny rays swimming around along with crabs, sea snails, and other non-dangerous critters to touch. So what if it was a kid's exhibit? Dean was a kid at heart!

"How do you know it's not trying to eat you? You'd be the bigger meal, Dean." Sam didn't usually have a reason to be very happy... not with the way they lived. Right now though, even if it was weird, the time he had here had been nice so far.

He grinned a little, not teasing though he totally could have. Dean wanted to go pet the fish...

There was nothing wrong with petting the fish! That's what they were there for!

Dean led the way to the petting tank and entertained himself playing with the little rays swimming around and traumatizing the critters crawling on the bottom. He nudged Sam with his elbow and pointed to a sea snail on the glass wall of the tank. "Hey, Sammy... I dare ya to eat it."

Sam pulled a face. "Dude, no way... gross."

His brother was still immature, apparently. Who dared someone to eat something like that? "Why would I even want to?"

He laughed at the reaction. Big brothers dared little brothers to eat things like that! That's who.

"Because then you'd be a real bad ass." He nodded sagely. "Sam Winchester: Snail Destroyer."

"That's not bad ass, Dean, it's stupid. Only five year olds would be impressed." He snorted and smiled despite himself though, nudging at Dean. "Come on, what's next?"

"Uhhh..." He held up the aquarium guide and peered over it. "There's a sea otter exhibit. There's also a marine fossil one. All kinds of things." He handed the paper over to Sam. "What looks good?"

"Let's see the sea otter one first. We'll make our way around to the others after." He really kind of hoped he'd remember this whenever he got... sent back. Or whatever. This was so cool... everything so far had been. Maybe the next few years of high school wouldn't be so terrible if he knew he'd actually get out, be normal.

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