DEW: Every Witch Way But Loose
Title: Every Witch Way But Loose
Author: theymp
Prompt: DEW Challenge: any character & quarantine & binge-watching
Genre: humour
Characters: Dean Winchester & Crowley
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 2 x 100
Warning/Spoilers: n/a
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: Dean and Crowley find themselves in isolation in the Bunker.
DEW Challenge: any character & quarantine
This is not the sort of lock-in Crowley likes. 100-word drabble.
Quarantined
"What's that noise?" Crowley cried at the sudden blare of klaxons.
Dean looked up from his magazine. "It's the Bunker going into emergency lockdown," he sighed.
"Well, stop it! I can barely hear myself think."
"Sorry, no can do. It's a completely automated process; we're locked in now until it's safe."
"So, how long's that?"
"I don't know. A couple of weeks, maybe?"
"A couple of weeks?! I can't stay locked up with you bozos for that long! I'll go mad!"
"Tough," Dean shrugged. "Last time was after I gave Sammy an out-of-date burrito. Forty days I was down here!"
~#~
DEW Challenge: any character & binge-watching
Dean's binge-watching habits oddly inspire Crowley. 100-word drabble.
Binge Witching
Clothed in ill-fitting pajamas, Crowley padded barefoot into the room and slumped down on the sofa bedside Dean.
"Still not dressed, huh?" chuckled Dean.
"Not that Sam's cast-offs aren't the height of fashion, but what's the point?" Crowley groaned, helping himself to a messy handful of Doritos from the bag on Dean's lap.
"What'ya watchin'?" he mumbled around a mouthful of chips.
"The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. I'm now up to season three," replied Dean. "Y'know, Lilith's actually kinda hot," he snorted.
"Wait... people think that's hell?" cried Crowley, jumping to his feet. "I've got to get back to work!"
(;,;)
Author: theymp
Prompt: DEW Challenge: any character & quarantine & binge-watching
Genre: humour
Characters: Dean Winchester & Crowley
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 2 x 100
Warning/Spoilers: n/a
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: Dean and Crowley find themselves in isolation in the Bunker.
DEW Challenge: any character & quarantine
This is not the sort of lock-in Crowley likes. 100-word drabble.
Quarantined
"What's that noise?" Crowley cried at the sudden blare of klaxons.
Dean looked up from his magazine. "It's the Bunker going into emergency lockdown," he sighed.
"Well, stop it! I can barely hear myself think."
"Sorry, no can do. It's a completely automated process; we're locked in now until it's safe."
"So, how long's that?"
"I don't know. A couple of weeks, maybe?"
"A couple of weeks?! I can't stay locked up with you bozos for that long! I'll go mad!"
"Tough," Dean shrugged. "Last time was after I gave Sammy an out-of-date burrito. Forty days I was down here!"
~#~
DEW Challenge: any character & binge-watching
Dean's binge-watching habits oddly inspire Crowley. 100-word drabble.
Binge Witching
Clothed in ill-fitting pajamas, Crowley padded barefoot into the room and slumped down on the sofa bedside Dean.
"Still not dressed, huh?" chuckled Dean.
"Not that Sam's cast-offs aren't the height of fashion, but what's the point?" Crowley groaned, helping himself to a messy handful of Doritos from the bag on Dean's lap.
"What'ya watchin'?" he mumbled around a mouthful of chips.
"The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina. I'm now up to season three," replied Dean. "Y'know, Lilith's actually kinda hot," he snorted.
"Wait... people think that's hell?" cried Crowley, jumping to his feet. "I've got to get back to work!"
(;,;)