SPN drabble, The Problem with Vessels
It's been awhile since I wrote anything even longer since I posted anything especially in the SPN fandom. So here goes nothing. :)
Title: The Problem with Vessels
Author: Nimenic
Wordcount: 185
Fandom: Supernatural
Character(s): Michael, Lucifer, (Sam/Dean)
Warnings: If you watch the show then no
Rating: PG or R
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Read the title
They might be family they might be brothers. They might even love each other in ways illegal to man but normal for them.
They feel hate, joy, sadness.
They feel the urge to comfort the other and hit what ever made him hurt.
They are each others weak spots and they know it.
It’s a shame that a vessel has to come with so much baggage Michael thinks as he stretches Dean’s fingers, they should be a clean slate. To his left the huge bulk of Sam’s body stands up dusting of Sam’s jacket.
“No such thing as a human Tabula Rasa old friend.” Sam’s voice says. Michael turns Dean’s head, no his head, it’s his now, towards the voice.
“That’s true.”
“One of his many faults with the humans.”
“It’s not my place to question the lord, Lucifer, yours neither.”
“Good to hear you haven’t changed.” Lucifer smirks. “Well, I better be going. I’ll see you around.”
“You will.”
And as the angel goes to find his brethren and the demon goes back to his kingdom, inside the vessels two voices scream.
“SAM!”
“DEAN!”
Title: The Problem with Vessels
Author: Nimenic
Wordcount: 185
Fandom: Supernatural
Character(s): Michael, Lucifer, (Sam/Dean)
Warnings: If you watch the show then no
Rating: PG or R
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary: Read the title
They might be family they might be brothers. They might even love each other in ways illegal to man but normal for them.
They feel hate, joy, sadness.
They feel the urge to comfort the other and hit what ever made him hurt.
They are each others weak spots and they know it.
It’s a shame that a vessel has to come with so much baggage Michael thinks as he stretches Dean’s fingers, they should be a clean slate. To his left the huge bulk of Sam’s body stands up dusting of Sam’s jacket.
“No such thing as a human Tabula Rasa old friend.” Sam’s voice says. Michael turns Dean’s head, no his head, it’s his now, towards the voice.
“That’s true.”
“One of his many faults with the humans.”
“It’s not my place to question the lord, Lucifer, yours neither.”
“Good to hear you haven’t changed.” Lucifer smirks. “Well, I better be going. I’ll see you around.”
“You will.”
And as the angel goes to find his brethren and the demon goes back to his kingdom, inside the vessels two voices scream.
“SAM!”
“DEAN!”