Genre: futurefic
Characters: Dean, Sam, OFC
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Summary: More drive-by silliness from the
Nazareth 'verse.
Extracurriculars
Sam came up the walk to find his brother sitting on the porch steps, stopwatch in hand. “A minute thirty!” Dean bellowed over his shoulder at the front door.
“Dude.” Sam stopped in his tracks. “What’re you doing?”
“Becky’s locked out of the house. She’s got… seventy-six seconds to find a way in.”
“You’re teaching her breaking-and-entering?”
“Yeah.”
“So she can sneak into houses?”
“Yeah.”
“Like, say, late at night? After a date? With a boy?”
Dean’s expression went stony.
The front door swung open, and Becky stumbled out, smiling triumphant. “How much time left?” she panted.
“Shit,” said Dean.