Somewhere outside the dorms, Friday afternoon

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

There was no way Dean wasn't going to take advantage of the snow and it didn't take much harassing to get Sammy to join him outside.

"So what should we do?" he asked. "Snow fort? Anatomically correct snow people?"

[ooc: for psychic_wonder but open as well. just be warned that two Winchester brothers and snow tends to end in cuthroat snowball fighting ;)]

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[likethegun]

"Oh, I hate you," Sam yelled, trying to shove snow up Dean's shirt in return.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean tried to avoid it, but some snow got under his shirt. This just made him try to shove snow down his brother's pants. "Now don't you wish you'd gone for the anatomically correct snowpeople?"

[likethegun]

Sam yelped and tried to squirm away from Dean. "No, not at all!" he lied.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sure you do," Dean said, grinning wickedly as he did his best to hold Sammy down and stuff more snow down his pants.

[likethegun]

All Sam could think to do as he tried to get out from under Dean was to flailingly grab the snow at his sides and try to throw it at Dean's face.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean ducked back and forth but still got more than one faceful of snow. "Dude quit with the snowblower routine or I'll stick some in your underwear!"

[likethegun]

"You stop first!" Sam said, throwing more snow. "And get off me!"