SPN Fic - "Feet"
Title: Feet
Author: mad_server
Rating: PG13
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Dean's sick. Something's after Sam.
A/N: Because gratuitously sneezy Dean is my favourite. E/O Challenge; prompt words: "ankle" and "alarm."
Disclaimer: That happiness is not mine.
There's a dizzy spell - a light blanket, juice and crackers, a T-shirt swabbing off his brow - then a blackout, thermometer, bed.
He dreams something's sucking Sam's toes - jolts awake to an overcast afternoon, and his knife gone.
In the night, he stumbles and sneezes across the gap, curls around Sam's sleeping ankles. Slurps, nibbling - then a hand smoothes back his hair. The sky's bright. "It's OK. We're OK." He pukes over the footboard.
It comes as the sun's setting - Sam jerks a sneaker back, stares alarmed under the table. No target's visible, but Sam's blade finds meat.
"AKgh-TCHCHHHH-hughh! ...Told you."
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Author: mad_server
Rating: PG13
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 100, on the nose
Summary: Dean's sick. Something's after Sam.
A/N: Because gratuitously sneezy Dean is my favourite. E/O Challenge; prompt words: "ankle" and "alarm."
Disclaimer: That happiness is not mine.
There's a dizzy spell - a light blanket, juice and crackers, a T-shirt swabbing off his brow - then a blackout, thermometer, bed.
He dreams something's sucking Sam's toes - jolts awake to an overcast afternoon, and his knife gone.
In the night, he stumbles and sneezes across the gap, curls around Sam's sleeping ankles. Slurps, nibbling - then a hand smoothes back his hair. The sky's bright. "It's OK. We're OK." He pukes over the footboard.
It comes as the sun's setting - Sam jerks a sneaker back, stares alarmed under the table. No target's visible, but Sam's blade finds meat.
"AKgh-TCHCHHHH-hughh! ...Told you."
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end