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Dean Winchester (_jerk) wrote,

“I went to get food because I don't need dad tearing strips off me when he comes home and finds you've starved to death. There's a difference between that and throwing all my toys out of the pram over some stupid piece of homework no one really gives a damn about.”

… well, that was quick. Things escalate, as they inevitably do, from pointed discussion to argument proper, Dean never having gotten the 'obey me, boy' voice quite right and so ends up firing accusations rather than orders (probably because he's trying to command Sam and rationalise with him at the same time instead of picking one or the other like he should, and not that it would do much good if he had mastered that tone, he suspects, because Sam doesn't respect that the way he's meant to - the way they've been raised to - anyway) and bristling because he doesn't understand why it has to be so difficult. They do what they're told, the job gets done, they move on. Sure, it's far from perfect – he hates sitting here waiting just as much as Sam, albeit for completely different reasons – but it's not their place to question.

"Dad said we're to stay here, so we're staying here... what the hell do you need more books for anyway?"