Wednesday evening - fourth floor common room

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"Okay," Dean said, dumping the bags of ingredients on the kitchen counter. "I think we've got everything." He grinned at his brother who was following him reluctantly. "Time to start baking."

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"True," Dean admitted. "I just think you're mislabelling naughty as bad."

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Sam shrugged. "The way I see it, if it's something that would make Dawn blush and giggle and get all flustered? It's naughty. If it's something that would make her hit me, it's bad."

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"Oh, I see. It's how naughty Dawn's thoughts are that you're underestimating," Dean teased.

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"Why do you assume that everyone has thoughts that are as dirty as yours?" Sam asked, laughing. "Some people are capable of having innocent thoughts, you know."

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Dean seemed to take a moment to consider that statement then shook his head. "Nah."

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Sam took a moment as well, before nodding. "Yeah."

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"Not anybody our age," Dean said.

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"Maybe not any of the boys," Sam admitted. "But some of the girls? I don't know."

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"They're human -- well most of them here anyway -- they're teenagers, they have hormones... I'd say it's a safe bet they have naughty thoughts just as much as guys do."

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"So...you think Dawn has those kinds of thoughts about me?" Sam asked.

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"I'd lay money on it," Dean said.

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Sam's eyes widened a little as he thought about that and started to picture it. "Okay, maybe it's a good thing Dawn is out of town, because this gives me time to forget that mental image so I can look her in the eye again," he said.

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Dean rolled his eyes as he dumped the dough out on the counter from the bowl. "Because of course the fact that she's having the same naughty thoughts you are is something to be embarrassed about."

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Sam almost replied, "Of course it is," before realizing that Dean was being sarcastic. "It's just weird to think about, that's all. I mean, you don't get weirded out knowing that girls have dirty thoughts about you?" Glancing at Dean, Sam snickered. "Forget I asked that."

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Dean grinned. "I consider it a public service, giving girls something to have dirty thoughts about."

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"You know, sometimes, I'm really almost embarrassed to be related to you."

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Dean rolled his eyes. "Dude, you really need to loosen up some. There's nothing wrong with being lusted after."

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"There is when you don't know who's doing it," Sam protested. "I'm terribly sorry I'm not as sexually crazed as you are."

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"Don't worry, Sammy," Dean said, clapping a flour covered hand to Sam's shoulder. "Some people are just late bloomers. Must be all that extra distance the hormones have to travel -- see, there's drawbacks in not knowing when to stop growing."

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Sam shrugged Dean's hand away, and brushed at the flour, rolling his eyes. "I'm not a late bloomer - you're an early bloomer. That's what happens when you have too many hormones in a short body."

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Dean smirked. "I haven't had any complaints about hormones or body."

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"Well, I haven't had any complaints about lack of hormones," Sam replied.

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"Well, that's a start at least."

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"And Dawn hasn't had any complaints, which is the most important thing, I think." He wasn't letting the thought of any other girls having dirty thoughts about him cross his mind.

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"Won't get any argument from me on that," Dean said with an easy smile. "Just keep it that way."