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“Left food, red,” Eileen’s voice called out.
On command, there was rustling heard throughout the bunker, accompanied by some agonized moans.
“Dean,” Claire panted. She was looking at him through the gap in-between both her arms. Her hair was wildly dangling down like a curtain in front of her face, and a few strands were caged below her hand on the twister mat. There was a leg blocking part of her view at Dean – either Cas’s or Sam’s, she couldn’t tell for sure with all of them being tied up in one big knot. “Left foot red. I saw very well you didn’t move”
Dean ducked his head under the leg – It probably was Sam’s, Claire now thought – and replied in an almost desperate-sounding voice.
“How the fuck am I supposed to- Did you see the gymnastics I’m doing here? It’s literally impossible-“
“Left foot red, Dean,” Kaia commented from the side. She was comfortably slouching on a pillow on the ground, right next to spin master Eileen who had little Jack on her lap and the spinner in her hand. “You don’t get a pass just because you’re old”
There was a little wheeze heard from the back, presumably coming from Sam. Claire couldn’t tell that for sure though, since neither Sam’s nor Cas’s face were currently visible to her. Meanwhile, Dean tried to turn his face to Kaia, but failed. His own arm got in the way.
“As someone who got eliminated ten minutes ago, you got no say,” he groused.
“I only fell over because Sam pushed me,” Kaia protested. “Otherwise, I could’ve easily beaten you. Since my back doesn’t crack with every change of position”
“I didn’t push anyone,” Sam threw in his objection from somewhere in the back of the knot.
“You did,” Kaia said.
“Can’t prove that,” Sam muttered, more to himself than to anyone else.
“My back does not crack,” Dean protested.
“It does,” Claire commented.
“Lies,” Dean mumbled.
“It did crack on yellow last round for sure,” Cas now entered the debate, his head hidden somewhere behind Dean’s upper body. “Now would you please move your left foot to red, because this is becoming extremely uncomfortable on my part”
Dean rolled his eyes, probably invisible for everyone except Claire, but gave in.
“Fine,” he sighed, “But I’m telling y’all, if I’m pulling a muscle-“
“Please just move,” Sam panted, and Dean did. Accompanied by dramatic moans, he moved his left foot over to the one free red circle in his reach. While doing so, he bumped into Cas with his hip and kicked against Sam’s leg, earning him loud protest from both men.
Finally, after lots of moans, “ah”s and “that was my hand/foot/finger!”s, they were all back in stable positions, all four situated somewhere on the twister mat, and Eileen spun the little arrow again.
“Right hand, yellow,” she announced, earning a frustrated groan in unison from all four participants.
Rustling followed as they meandered around each other, trying to change into at least somewhat comfortable positions.
“Could you take your butt out of my face?” Cas’s voice complained from somewhere in the middle of the knot, hidden from Claire by a bunch of body parts belonging to both Winchester brothers.
“Never was a problem before,” Dean grunted, but granted the wish and moved slightly to the side.
“GROSS,” Claire commented.
Suddenly, there was the tapping of small feet heard, moving towards the twister mat and the human knot that was intertwined on top of it.
“Oh no,” someone muttered somewhere inside the knot, and that was the last comment right before disaster. A small body got on all four and crawled into the knot, started out below Sam’s right leg and continued his journey further through the maze of arms and legs.
Jack’s little face appeared right in front of Claire with a proud grin on it.
“Hi Claire!” he said and reached for her arm, in order to support him while standing up.
Jack pulled at Claire’s body, and within only a fraction of a second, the complicated construction of bodies collapsed like a house of cards.
The next thing Claire knew, she was lying on her back on the twister mat, Dean, Sam and Cas around her, legs and arms still intertwined. Only little Jack was standing in the middle of it all, looking down on them with a smile on his face.
“Jack won?” he asked, causing the entire human knot on the ground to chuckle.
“Jack won!” Eileen declared from the side.