In an attempt to keep the muse alive for my Asylum fic, I'm going to try and write some shorter pieces.
100_ghosts challenge this week is a picture prompt -
Star Motel TITLE: Don't know much about history
RATING: PG13 gen
CHARACTERS: Sam and Dean
DISCLAIMER: Not my boys
NOTES: 100 words. Picture prompt Star Motel
"Sam! Turn that crap down!”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Are you deaf, moron?”
“Are you delusional, freak?”
“You don’t hear it?”
“Hear what? You talking out of your ass? Nothing new there, bro.”
“Bite me.”
“Not without a tetanus shot.”
“Dude, you seriously don’t hear singing?”
“Dean, radio’s busted. TV’s dead. What singing?”
“Don’t know much about history…”
“Oh, crap. What’s this motel called?”
“The Star. So?”
“Not always. Dude. This used to be the Hacienda.”
“Sam - Cooke? Oh, crap.”
“So, how exactly do we go about salting and burning the remains of the King of Soul?”
A/N2: Sam Cooke was famously shot dead at the Hacienda Motel (now called the Star Motel) in South Central L.A. I'm using poetic license here, as I think the motel itself is long gone, but I couldn't resist.