This is actually an idea we’ve been kicking around for a future story, but so far we haven’t had any huge strokes of inspiration for it (or any ideas for a name). Sam, the much calmer tol, with tiny zen Jacob and Dean the angriest smol to ever smol. Perhaps one day that will be the one you’re guessing!
(Honestly, these guessing games give us so many new ideas, so keep ‘em coming!)
And I will forever imagine Dean storming the table if Sam manages to catch Jacob… just going in guns blazing (or at least his bitty knife). That’s his adopted little brother. Give back.