drabbles, drabbles, drabbles...
Here are the rest of the drabbles I've done so far for the
SFTCOL(AR)S Weekly Drabble Challenge...
Title: Why?
Challenge #2: First
Word Count: 100
He felt the warm wetness drip down from above.
Confused for a moment, he was horrified at the sight that met him as he opened his eyes.
Above him, when she should have been beside him, was the woman he loved.
He watched as her blood fell, as the flames swallowed her, and as her eyes asked the one question he would never get the chance to answer.
“Why, Sam?”
Little did he know as he shot up in bed, careful not to wake the woman beside him, that this would be only the first of many nightmares to come.
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Title: The Last Snowfall
Challenge #3: Snow
Word Count: 100
They were driving down the highway, and his brother was being extra cautious with his baby on the slippery roads.
Sam couldn’t help the small smirk that made its way to his lips at the thought.
He let his mind wander to the years when they were kids, building snowmen, and having snowball fights. He remembered the good times that were so easily forgotten in the midst of all their troubles.
But as he watched the white flakes fall from the sky, Sam couldn’t help but wonder if this would be the last winter he’d have with his big brother.
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Title: Crazy
Challenge #4: Purple
Word Count: 100
“Dude, that’s so not right.”
The disgusted look on his brother’s face was enough to make Sam laugh despite the fact that they were covered in what was left of the ugly creature.
“Well no one told you to shoot it that many times. It practically exploded.”
The annoyed huff he got in response only caused Sam to laugh more.
“This isn’t funny, and if you think you’re getting in my car like that you’re crazy.”
“Oh come on, I think this color would look great inside the Impala.”
“It’s purple!”
“You’re right. The color does look better on you.”
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Title: A Winchester Reunion
Challenge #6: Shadow
Word Count: 100
After searching for months, he was actually standing in front of them.
But one minute he’s there, and the next he’s flying across the room.
He was hit next by the invisible force, and watched as his brother was thrown back as well. He could hear their pained grunts, and he wracked his brain for a way to help them.
It didn’t take him long, and he shouted for them to shut their eyes.
In a blur of movement they made their way outside.
And after what felt like merely minutes, they watched as the taillights faded into the distance.
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Title: Broken Whispers
Challenge #8: Phone
Word Count: 100
“Sam!”
“Sammy!”
He could hear the fear in his brother’s voice, the desperation to get there in time, and he struggled to hold onto his phone.
But despite his attempts, the blood slicked device slowly slipped from his grasp.
His limbs felt detached, and his body had become numb to the pain that had been there only moments before.
He tried to call out to his brother. Tried to tell him what he needed to say before the approaching darkness consumed him, but all he managed was a broken whisper; one word, one name that could say it all.
“Dean.”
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Title: Finally Home
Challenge #9: Home
Word Count: 100
He listened as the old hinges protested loudly, sank down into the worn leather seat, felt the vibration in his arm as he slammed the heavy metal door closed, and took in the scent of old leather and his brother’s cologne.
His senses were on overdrive, and he fought to keep his emotions under control.
He didn’t regret his choice to leave, but he did have to remind himself that this was only for the weekend - he did have that interview on Monday.
But turning to meet his brother’s eyes he couldn’t help but feel like he was finally home.
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Huh.. I guess I missed a few in between, but this is what I've got so far.. hope you liked them!
beth xx
SFTCOL(AR)S Weekly Drabble Challenge...
Title: Why?
Challenge #2: First
Word Count: 100
He felt the warm wetness drip down from above.
Confused for a moment, he was horrified at the sight that met him as he opened his eyes.
Above him, when she should have been beside him, was the woman he loved.
He watched as her blood fell, as the flames swallowed her, and as her eyes asked the one question he would never get the chance to answer.
“Why, Sam?”
Little did he know as he shot up in bed, careful not to wake the woman beside him, that this would be only the first of many nightmares to come.
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Title: The Last Snowfall
Challenge #3: Snow
Word Count: 100
They were driving down the highway, and his brother was being extra cautious with his baby on the slippery roads.
Sam couldn’t help the small smirk that made its way to his lips at the thought.
He let his mind wander to the years when they were kids, building snowmen, and having snowball fights. He remembered the good times that were so easily forgotten in the midst of all their troubles.
But as he watched the white flakes fall from the sky, Sam couldn’t help but wonder if this would be the last winter he’d have with his big brother.
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Title: Crazy
Challenge #4: Purple
Word Count: 100
“Dude, that’s so not right.”
The disgusted look on his brother’s face was enough to make Sam laugh despite the fact that they were covered in what was left of the ugly creature.
“Well no one told you to shoot it that many times. It practically exploded.”
The annoyed huff he got in response only caused Sam to laugh more.
“This isn’t funny, and if you think you’re getting in my car like that you’re crazy.”
“Oh come on, I think this color would look great inside the Impala.”
“It’s purple!”
“You’re right. The color does look better on you.”
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Title: A Winchester Reunion
Challenge #6: Shadow
Word Count: 100
After searching for months, he was actually standing in front of them.
But one minute he’s there, and the next he’s flying across the room.
He was hit next by the invisible force, and watched as his brother was thrown back as well. He could hear their pained grunts, and he wracked his brain for a way to help them.
It didn’t take him long, and he shouted for them to shut their eyes.
In a blur of movement they made their way outside.
And after what felt like merely minutes, they watched as the taillights faded into the distance.
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Title: Broken Whispers
Challenge #8: Phone
Word Count: 100
“Sam!”
“Sammy!”
He could hear the fear in his brother’s voice, the desperation to get there in time, and he struggled to hold onto his phone.
But despite his attempts, the blood slicked device slowly slipped from his grasp.
His limbs felt detached, and his body had become numb to the pain that had been there only moments before.
He tried to call out to his brother. Tried to tell him what he needed to say before the approaching darkness consumed him, but all he managed was a broken whisper; one word, one name that could say it all.
“Dean.”
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Title: Finally Home
Challenge #9: Home
Word Count: 100
He listened as the old hinges protested loudly, sank down into the worn leather seat, felt the vibration in his arm as he slammed the heavy metal door closed, and took in the scent of old leather and his brother’s cologne.
His senses were on overdrive, and he fought to keep his emotions under control.
He didn’t regret his choice to leave, but he did have to remind himself that this was only for the weekend - he did have that interview on Monday.
But turning to meet his brother’s eyes he couldn’t help but feel like he was finally home.
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Huh.. I guess I missed a few in between, but this is what I've got so far.. hope you liked them!
beth xx