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“You mean you want me roll my tongue while singing a tune?” Dean asked his little brother who was currently holding his phone.
“Yeah, Dean, it’s part of my next video!” Sam responded excitedly as he pushed a button on his phone and hit record. “It’s part of a seven-second challenge thing that a lot of Youtubers have been doing.”
Dean couldn’t help but chuckle at his little brother’s enthusiasm. “You’ve been doing this for what, like, three months?”
Sam nodded before he realized that the camera couldn’t see his face. “Yeah and I’ve already gotten over 100 subscribers! I’d promised them that if I reached that by the end of the month then I’d introduce them to the dumber brother that was in the back of my videos.”
Dean just smiled and nodded. Sam always wanted to film whenever Dean did homework. He figured it was just Sam's way, but apparently his followers had been asking. “Well then, hi,” he says as he stares into the camera, pulling his best blue steel, “I’m Dean. I’m an Aquarius and enjoy long walks on the beach–“
“This isn’t a way to get a date, Dean!” Sam cut him off somewhat with a laugh. “Just hurry up and sing already.”
Dean thought back to all of the decisions that had led to this moment. He had been the one to intoruduce Sam to the world that is Youtube while he himself was more into Vine since he didn’t have much of an attention span most of the time. Ever since then Sam has called other Youtubers and Viners for collaborations and working on projects together that lived in the general vicinity of Kansas, which explained why his account grew so quickly in such a short time span. Now Dean was stuck here making a fool of himself for 7 seconds, only this time on another social medium.
Sam nods for him to get ready before he hits the 7-second countdown while recording. Immediately Dean jumps into the first song that pops into his head and rolls his tongue accordingly to “Carry on My Wayward Son” by Kansas.
When the 7 seconds are over Sam turns the camera onto himself and says, “And there you go, my brother the off-key tongue twister.”
“Oh shut up!” Dean joked as he pushed his brother, who now had the camera pointed at both of them. “Let me know when the video’s up so I can post a vine after. Don’t want to ruin the surprise of course.”
Sam walked to where his camera equipment was set up so as to mount the camera onto the tripod for the rest of filming. “These videos are gonna soar, Dean,” he says with a smile. "Who knows, maybe some day I’ll get to collaborate with the Castiel!”
Dean turned at the name. Sam of course was talking about Castiel Novak, probably one of the more well-known Youtubers since Castiel is also a Viner. Dean has seen some of Cas’s vines and found them funny-–no, absolutely hysterical--but he had yet to see any of his Youtube videos. The guy was more famous than both Sam and Dean on any media, and Dean Winchester was proud of his 2 million loops. Sam himself may have 100 subscribers, but he had over 20,000 views across all his videos. Cas would leave them both in the dust and then some. “You’ll get there, Sammy,” Dean says, never wanting to discourage his little brother.
Sam merely smiles before fiddling with his camera some more. “I’m gonna try to have it up by the end of this week. Do you remember ‘Mega Meg’? She was the youtube that came over that tried to get me to roll down a hill in a tire.”
Dean looked up from where he was now sitting at the kitchen table, homework half spread out in front of him. Man he hated high school. “That crazy chick? What about her?” Dean had never really liked Meg. Too destructive, even for him.
“Well she told me that she got Castiel to watch some of my videos. She says she knew him from back when they were kids. Isn’t that awesome? Castle probably knows who I am!”
Dean silently stared at his little brother, the freshman at Lebanon High School where Dean was a senior. He nodded with a smile and attempted to turn his attention back to his work. Math was never his thing, and it was not helping that Dean kept diverting his thoughts to what Sam had just said. Once Sam’s newest video goes up there’s a chance that Cas will see it, Dean thinks. He’s shaken out of his thoughts soon enough when Sam catches him with a far off smirk and Dean goes back to attempting to integrate numbers.