Seasons Greetings
In honour of this most festive of occasions, the boys address their fans, but one of them is finding it a bit difficult to enter into the holiday spirit. Wishing you good health, good company and safe travels for this festive season and always.
Genre: humour/meta
Rating: K+
Word Count: 200
Warnings: little bit of sauciness
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a Sam and Dean bauble on my Christmas Tree
"Hello."
"I'm Sam Winchester, and this is my brother, Dean. We're here to wish you all happy holidays."
*sullen silence*
"Say hello to the nice fanfiction writers, Dean."
"humph"
*nudge*
"Dean; say hello!"
*Eye roll*
"Hello. Nice. Fan. Fiction. Writers ... there, satisfied?"
"DEAN!"
*scowl*
"Jus' don' see why I gotta wish happy holidays to a bunch of people who spend the whole year beatin' and humiliatin' me."
"I don't see the problem bro', you've paid good money for that sort of thing before."
*snort*
"Yeah, well, you go ahead an' wish 'em happy holidays but tell 'em I don't wanna be in anyone's Christmas stockin', or under their friggin' tree and I don't wanna jump out of anyone's cake singin' Jingle Bells, oh, an' FYI; I especially don't wanna do any of those things NAKED!"
"Dean, just be nice," *looks around shiftily* "I don't think it's wise to antagonise them."
"Why?"
"Because one of them's writing us right now ... and she's been at the Pinot Grigio."
...
*Dizzo takes a sip; grins an evil grin ...*
...
"Uh Sam?"
"Yes dude."
"We're wearin' red satin thongs with white fur trim and sparkly mistletoe motif."
"Yes dude."
"An' nothing else."
"Yes dude."
*sigh*
"HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!"
xxxxx
end
Genre: humour/meta
Rating: K+
Word Count: 200
Warnings: little bit of sauciness
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for a Sam and Dean bauble on my Christmas Tree
"Hello."
"I'm Sam Winchester, and this is my brother, Dean. We're here to wish you all happy holidays."
*sullen silence*
"Say hello to the nice fanfiction writers, Dean."
"humph"
*nudge*
"Dean; say hello!"
*Eye roll*
"Hello. Nice. Fan. Fiction. Writers ... there, satisfied?"
"DEAN!"
*scowl*
"Jus' don' see why I gotta wish happy holidays to a bunch of people who spend the whole year beatin' and humiliatin' me."
"I don't see the problem bro', you've paid good money for that sort of thing before."
*snort*
"Yeah, well, you go ahead an' wish 'em happy holidays but tell 'em I don't wanna be in anyone's Christmas stockin', or under their friggin' tree and I don't wanna jump out of anyone's cake singin' Jingle Bells, oh, an' FYI; I especially don't wanna do any of those things NAKED!"
"Dean, just be nice," *looks around shiftily* "I don't think it's wise to antagonise them."
"Why?"
"Because one of them's writing us right now ... and she's been at the Pinot Grigio."
...
*Dizzo takes a sip; grins an evil grin ...*
...
"Uh Sam?"
"Yes dude."
"We're wearin' red satin thongs with white fur trim and sparkly mistletoe motif."
"Yes dude."
"An' nothing else."
"Yes dude."
*sigh*
"HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!"
xxxxx
end