Written: 26.07.16
Words: 1,544
Wee!Chesters
“It’s too hot!”
Dean leaned his head back against the couch and let out a sigh as he fanned himself with his hand, not bothering to look over at his brother, “What do you want me to do about it?”
“Fix it!”
That made the blonde snort, “Yeah, let me just go outside and use my powers to make the sun go away.”
“I know you don’t have powers,” The annoyed voice from his left got him to look over – his brother’s bangs were stuck to his forehead because of how hard he was sweating, and he had the makings of a Bitch Face clouding his expression, “But you usually know what to do!”
“I’m nine!” Dean let out an incredulous chuckle, “Uncle Bobby’s already working on the air conditioner.” He craned his neck in an attempt to look out the window to the backyard, “We just gotta wait ’til he’s done.”
“Ugh!” Sammy flopped over sideways onto the couch, face smushing into the cushion, “He’s taking so looong!”
“Maybe it was really broken?”
That earned him another groan of annoyance, “It’s too hot!”
“We’re already on the first floor!” Dean stopped trying to locate the father figure and turned back to the living room, eyes sweeping across it uselessly, “It’s not like we can get any low-” His eyes stopped on the door to the basement door, huh.
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