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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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"Yeah, we've been meaning to hit the aquarium sometime. Let's do that next. We'll see what kind of time we've got after. Maybe squeeze in the zoo if we can." Yeah, they hadn't gotten these things when they were young. Dean kind of felt like he needed to make up for that as much as he could while he had the chance right now.

"Sounds great, Dean." He nudged at his brother under the table, affectionately. "Dad'd never be this cool."

And if Dean kept it up, it was going to be real depressing knowing he'd be going back to all that. He was trying not to think about it though.

Dean was kind of going to be depressed when little Sam was gone. As much as he wanted his brother back to normal, it was nice to get this chance to make some amends for all the crap he'd put Sam through growing up. Even though it wasn't -- shouldn't have been -- his responsibility to give Sam a childhood and a life when he was younger, he still kind of felt bad that he hadn't done a better job of it.

"Hey, man. It's hard to be cool like me." He flashed Sam an affectionate grin and finished off his pretzel. "Always told you I was awesome, didn't I?"

He rolled his eyes and went to finish off his drink, already finished off the pizza, and slipped to his feet. "Don't be a dork, Dean. You're not that awesome."

Though he did have his moments.

"Pfft. I'm plenty awesome." Dean snagged his slushie to carry with him. It was still half full and he was pretty sure there was some law somewhere against slushie abuse. He led Sam out of the arcade and back to the Impala. A quick call for directions got him the info he needed and then they were off to see the sea life.

Sam settled into his seat and let Dean handle getting directions to get them there. "So, besides museums and stuff like that, what else does older me do?"

"Book stores, hanging out with Ozzy and me..." He shrugged. "We're kind of boring, I guess. Stay home a lot. Watching TV and stuff. I like it, though."

He nodded idly at that. "Sounds nice..." Maybe not exciting, but it sounded like they were comfortable here at least.

"And- neither one of us have girlfriends yet, you said?"

"Nope, not yet. Although, I think one of the girls at the book store has a crush on you." Not a lie, either. Dean thought it was cute. Especially when he could get Sam to blush about it. "How 'bout you? You kissed a girl yet?"

"Think I'll ask her out or something?" Of course, if Sam were his normal age right now... he'd be arguing that she was just a friend and Dean could just shut up about his crush talk. And yeah, probably blush a lot... which only encourage Dean to keep it up.

Though Dean did earn a blush at the question. "Dean!" He looked down a moment and shrugged. "Sorta..." Kinda except it wasn't exactly like the ones he'd had the misfortune of walking in on Dean giving random girls. A lot more chaste than that.

"Dunno? With you, anything's possible." Dean hoped that crush never ended. It was boundless entertainment for him. He'd taken to calling the woman Jolene in conversations and warbling the old Dolly Parton tune at Sam to watch him make That Face.

He laughed at the reaction he got to his question. Sam had always been an easy blusher. "Sorta, huh? Did you like it?"

One day, Sam would figure out something to do to get back at him for all the embarrassment. And it was going to be totally sweet after hearing his brother sing Dolly Parton.

And Sam was only a blusher because his brother was stupid. And he was totally going to stay quiet at that question... for a moment or so at least. "I guess it was okay, yeah."

Dean's singing wasn't annoying! It was artistic.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, dude. Kissing is awesome. I highly recommend it." He happened to know that Sam turned into a hell of a kisser eventually, so he had to have practiced on someone.

It was horrible! And too loud. Even young Sam could tell hi that much.

"Of course you would." He rolled his eyes, but his expression had softened up a little bit. "That's all you do, dude."

Sam just had no taste!

"Not all I do. Sometimes I get some groping in, too." Not like Sam didn't know that. He'd seen Dean with girls before. "C'mon, Sammy. What's so bad about admitting you liked kissing a girl? Rather kiss guys? You can do that instead."

Sam's taste was excellent!

And Dean was being a jerk. He pulled a face. "Gross, Dean. Do you know how many times I've walked in on your groping?" Okay, well, not that much maybe... still enough times though! "I like girls just fine, Dean. I just didn't know how, okay? I mean- seen you do it and all and on TV, but it's different when you're actually doing it."

There. Now he was red again because admitting crap like that to Dean was the surest way to get teased. He gave a look. "Dude, did you seriously just say you'd be fine if I was kissing guys?"

Not that Sam thought he was particularly inclined to really. He just didn't think Dean'd encourage is all.

"Just takes practice, Sammy. Can't learn it 'til you do it." He chuckled and shook his head. There the kid went getting all red again. Geez. At this rate, trying to have The Talk with him would make him faint.

"Older and wiser, dude. I don't care who you kiss if it makes you happy." He paused, then grinned. "Unless you're kissing farm animals, then we're gonna have to look into some kind of therapy."

He definitely didn't need The Talk! He knew about all that stuff and Dean'd probably be all gross about it! Or give him a porno... or something equally as mortifying!

He actually chuckled at that though, shaking his head. "Not into farm animals, Dean, don't worry."

And since the topic came up and- well, lots of little red flags were up since last night, it seemed like the tie to ask... "Have you ever kissed a guy or anything?"

"Good! Wilbur's safe."

Yeah, he should have expected that question. For a second, he debated whether or not to answer, but in the end it just seemed easier to be honest. He nodded a little. "Yeah, a few times."

He raised his eyebrows at that answer. Trying to picture his girl-crazy brother chasing after boys was kinda difficult to do right now. "So you liked it?"

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