Oh, yes, but commission. I know that there are any number of supernatural entities in various canons that can imply falsehood, but if they say it with their mouths, then it must be the truth. But I don't know if SPN angels are in that group.

It depends on whether he identified himself as Bobby with the fake phone call or just used Bobby's voice and let them draw their own conclusions.

Morgana - I think I can say with confidence (although it's not my cup of tea) that there is a MOUNTAIN of fic out there exploring that very possibility.

Eh, once siblings get to be the roughly the same size, I think they throw punches. Christ knows, my brother and I had some knock-down, drag-out brawls. (As did my husband and his older sister, and my best friend and her little brother, and my other friend and HER little sister, and on and on and on. There are reasons why I am fine with having an only child. Not having to break up battles is one of them.)

That said, I suspect pre-IMToD, sibling violence was generally the level you see in S1, where it doesn't really go beyond shoving, largely because it *was* presented as such a break in behavior, and such a part of how utterly fucked in the head and broken Dean was in S2.

Eh, once siblings get to be the roughly the same size, I think they throw punches. Christ knows, my brother and I had some knock-down, drag-out brawls.

Certainly the two of them will have been sparring regularly pretty much their whole lives - and I would think that once Sam got to be taller than Dean, Dean would be unlikely to pull his punches within that context. (Probably not before then either, actually, since they'd sincerely want Sam to be able to protect himself properly?)

Fun vid with Supernatural as different movie types [link]

Sibling relationships really are the sole kind where the people in question can beat the crap out of each other regularly and no one lifts an eyebrow or says anything about it being abusive.

Signed,
Glad To Be an Only Child

Snerk.

I have 8 years on my brother, and I wasn't allowed to pick on him until I was no longer bigger than he was...which was right around the time I left for college. He has gotten much more interesting since then.

He's got about a foot on me now, and is near double my weight, but I still think I could take him.

Older brother "beat up" younger brother all the time, little brother loved it and would shout "again! again!" and wouldn't start crying until Parents showed up in driveway. I didn't beat up little bro, all I had to do was lightly pinch his shoulders like I was giving a massage and he'd buckle in agony. Later, we chased each other around with kitchen knives with real intent to draw blood, although we never did because Mom would get mad.

Aw, heck, if I didn't get a fat lip from one of my brothers at least once a year, I felt neglected. In retaliation I was the master of the stealth knife handle against the back of the head. Our butter knives had heft to them, let me tell you.