comment fic meme!
Following the results of the poll we took last month (don't make it easy on us or anything, guys, haha!), we've decided to hold a comment fic meme once every three months. This gives everyone time to write and prompt to their heart's content, and allows us mods to keep up with y'all. And we're starting right now!
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Dean looked at Sam, thigh deep in the ocean. "Nuh-uh," he said with an emphatic shake of his head. "I get enough of beasts trying to eat me on land, thank you very much."
Sam rolled his eyes at his brother. Dean could be the biggest bitch sometimes. "Nothing is going to eat you. I checked this beach for sharks online before we came." Alright, so didn't really, but Dean didn't have to know. Besides, sharks? Really?
"Not doing it Sammy," said Dean. Instead, he took off his shoes and sat down in the sand, an ice cooler of beer beside him. "You go prance around in the water. I'll sit up here, with my manly beer."
"Aw, who's the manly little bitch afraid of a little ocean water?" Sam teased.
"You're the-" Dean stopped mid-sentence. "Sammy, get out of the water. Right now."
"What are you-?" Sam looked around him at the look on Dean's face. He was never going to hear the end of it if he got eaten by a shark. He squinted his eyes and looked about, checking for any fins coming out of the water. There were none. There was only a plastic bag floating towards him...
Well, shit, Sam thought before shocks of pain shot through his leg. "Fuck!" he cursed, shaking his leg vigorously as he tried to dislodge the thing, and nearly falling face first into the water in the process.
Dean ran over to the water and waded in to help Sam get out safely. After eating three face-fulls of ocean water, Dean finally managed to get Sam back to the shore. Laying on the sand, Dean looked over at the pained look of hurt on Sam's face.
"Dude..."
"Don't even say it," Sam warned with a wince.
"They say it's the only thing that works, unless you want to die," Dean said dramatically.
"Fuck my life," Sam muttered and threw an arm across his eyes. This was almost as sad as that time he lost his shoe. "Alright, fine! Do it!"
Dean grinned widely and then stopped, because really it was a little weird to be smiling when you were about to pee on your little brother's leg. Even if it was to save his stupid life. Lowering the zipper on his soggy pants, Dean took aim with a snigger.
"This looks like a scene in one of those movies you said we couldn't watch together," Castiel said suddenly, surprising both of them and making Dean jerk the hand he was aiming with.
"Don't do that!" said Dean, one hand still grabbing his dick. Sam groaned, mortified.
"I don't remember it being on a beach though..."
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Hehe, LOVE this. :-)
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Cas rocks!
No wait, you rock!
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oh, the horror!
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