Idk how to say this or if it is even appropriate . I mean youre 15 but geez well here it goes. " i love pie" , he said in dean's rough voice. " sammy where's the pie"
"I ate all the pie." Sam growled, his voice rode the thin line between angry and annoyed. Dean stared at him dully. What had he just heard? It was as if the cosmos themselves were trying to whisper in his ear, but he was pressed against the window of time and their words were just barely out of his grasp.
"I..." Dean looked down and the ground. His heart was beating fast,red tinging the edges of his vision. He could feel red slowly rising to his cheeks. His hands were balled into fists though he didn't remember even having the urge to clench them.
He tried to keep it balled inside him, the anger... the pain! He could feel it clawing at his insides, tearing at his feeble flesh like a miniature lion trapped inside his guts. He crawled up his throat, threatening to overcome him! He felt as if he were choking, and he knew he couldn't hold it in any longer.
The anger and pain exploded from him, he ran towards Sam in a frenzy like a wolf hopping on an injured lamb!
"What the flip flopping ball sack are yo-" Sam said in a dead pan voice as dean rIPPED OFF HIS DICK AND THREW IT AGAINST THE WALL. HE HIT HIM WITH THE BOWLING PIN
"GIMME DA PIE" Dean yelled.
"MY DICK ON THE GROUND" Sam responded