AN: So we, Twinchester Angel & I, were discussing S7 and our wish for a brothers body swap. And this is where my sick lil mind went. This is VERY incomplete & kinda choppy, but you'll get the idea. It's just a fun little cracked out drabble. And now the question crosses my mind: Who would I pick if they swapped bodies? Ah geez...the decisions in life!

Disclaimer: I don't own them. But I love to play with them. *grin

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Can you imagine Dean actually getting a full on look (and feel) at how his
brother's changed in the last few years?

*Locked in a bathroom, yelling through the door

"Shut up Sam! I'm not coming out. I've to attend to."

"What are you *doing*? Wait. You're not doing what I think you're doing, are you?"

"Holy Shit, son! Look at the size-of-you!"

"Dean...don't you dare!"

"Oh yeah, get angry. You like that, huh? Do you? .? nugh...fuuuchh."


*Door swings open & Dean steps out wearing Sam's body, with a slick sheen of sweat over his entire body...his entire naked body. Sam (wearing Dean) scowls and Dean blanches at what he swears is the ultimate bitchface. He didn't even know his face was capable of pulling that look off.

"Whew!" Dean exclaims, "That was a workout! But you need to work on your stamina."

"You're a dick, you know that?"

"Yea, well...what are ya gonna do? I had to look, right?"

"But you didn't just look, did you? No, you had to go and-and..."

"Had to know what it was like. Sorry, Sammy."

"Yea, well. I've suddenly got an urge to see how the other side lives. Have you sex?"

"You wouldn't dare."

"I think there's even a gay bar down the street, maybe I'll just take a walk that direction. See what shakes loose, so to speak."

*Sam walks out the door (in Dean's body) leaving Dean flabbergasted with Sam's jaw on the floor.

"Sam! Wait! I'm sorry!"

*Sam keeps walking.

"How do you even know where the gay bars are, huh? Is there something you're not telling me? Sam?" Dean hollers after his own silhouette as it disappeared into the night.