Outside Room 438, Early Sunday Evening

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After the radio broadcast from the night before, there was no way Sam could resist tracking Dean down to talk to him, and he figured that his room would be the best place to start looking. He knocked on the door, and waited to see if Dean would answer.

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Dean opened the door. "Hey Sammy. Haven't been stalked by any clowns today?"

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"Nope," Sam replied. "Have you been practicing your cheers today?"

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Dean stared at him then muttered under his breath and stalked back into his room. He did leave the door open though.

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Sam stayed in the doorway for a moment, simply laughing his ass off. "Please tell me you had a really good reason for trying out for cheerleading? Did you hit your head? Did you decide you wanted to see the girls' uniforms up close?"

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"Alec," Dean said shortly. "Part of the bet."

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"He made you try out? Oh my God, I'm actually going to have to thank him for something. This is amazing."

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Dean rolled his eyes. "Come on, get it out of your system."

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"Why didn't you tell me?" Sam asked. "I should have been there, like a good brother, to support you. And take pictures. Lots and lots of pictures."

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Dean pointed at him. "That would be why I didn't tell you."

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Sam finally came in, and shut the door behind himself. "Did you at least have fun?"

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"It didn't totally suck," Dean admitted warily.

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"Did you have to tryout for real, or was the whole thing a joke?"

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Dean shrugged. "You'd have to ask Alec and the other judges. I tried to make as little a fool of myself as I could."

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Sam smirked as he sat down. "So, what are you going to do if they say you made it onto the team?"

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"Yeah, like that's likely," Dean said. "I mean me, cheerleading?"

[likethegun]

"I would die laughing. Just to warn you."

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Dean gave Sammy a cranky look.

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"Oh, come on. You can't tell me that if Dawn had somehow gotten me to try out for cheerleading, that you wouldn't be having the time of your life making fun of me," Sam said.

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"There's such a thing as running a joke into the ground," Dean pointed out.

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"Yeah, but I don't think I'm anywhere close to that yet."

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"Matter of opinion," Dean said darkly.

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"All right, I won't say anything else about it," Sam promised.

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Dean sighed. "Thank you."

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"Can I still laugh though?" Sam asked, before looking away from Dean's glare. "I'm kidding, really."

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"I could always suggest they do a clown routine," Dean warned.

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"Hey! I said I was kidding!" Sam said, frowning. "I'll stop, seriously."