Day 9 Needs Your Help!

[anamuan]

pinkpapyrus's Sparkly Fic Meme

Day One: Write ten lines of dialogue between two characters who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.
Day Two: Write a scene in four sentences in which two characters bond over something that would seem trivial to a passerby.
Day Three: Write seven sentences from the perspective of a passerby witnessing

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[anamuan]

Dean buys half a pie at the grocery store--who knew they sold half pies? Best. Idea. Ever, for the record--and sneaks it back to the motel in the front seat of the Impala. Sam's out, doing whatever it is that Sam does when he can't take looking at Dean's face anymore, and Dean is going to use the opportunity to enjoy his beloved pie in peace.

Bobby calls as he pulls into the motel parking lot, and then keeps Dean on the phone for half an hour, brainstorming a case for Rufus. When he finally hangs up on Bobby, he grabs his pie from the car, cradling it gently level against his chest, and discovers that he's managed to demagnetize his keycard and he can't get in. He has to argue with the incredibly bored lady at the front desk for fifteen minutes that he really is the Sam Everton who'd checked in, no, Dean Everton was his brother.

It's nearly an hour later by the time Dean finally, finally gets back into his motel room, fork at the ready, and he knows Sam is going to be back soon to ruin his pie buzz, so he's not sure if he's going to get much time to enjoy his pie before he has to put up with Sam tching at him and his eating habits over his ridiculous hippie salad shake. Dean's got his first forkful halfway to his mouth, eyes closed in anticipated bliss, when a Tyrannosaurus Rex steps on the motel and crushes half their room. Fortunately not the half Dean's sitting in, but it's difficult to properly enjoy a pie when there's a giant dinosaur staring down at you.