DEW: Dedicated Follower of Fashion
Title: Dedicated Follower of Fashion
Author: theymp
Prompt: DEW Challenge: Jack Kline & fashion. SPN100 Challenge: horn
Genre: humour
Characters: Jack Kline & Sam and Dean Winchester
Pairing: n/a
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 200
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: Sam and Dean struggle to take in the sight of Jack's fashion choices.
Dean's jaw dropped as he caught sight of Jack entering the room. Struck mute, he tugged insistently at Sam's sleeve.
"New outfit, Jack?" spluttered Sam, struggling to keep a straight face.
Distracted by the clanking of the faux-gold chains around his neck, Jack tripped over the hem of his floor-length, leopard-print fur coat. At the last minute, he caught his balance with the aid of the ornate-topped walking stick he carried in his right hand.
"Oh, hey guys," Jack called, dropping the cane as he fumbled raising a hand in greeting. "Do you like it? I wanted to 'dress to impress.'"
"The gold grills are... an interesting look on you," Sam squeaked.
"So let me guess, Cas took you shopping?" asked Dean, once he was finally able to breathe again.
Jack nodded enthusiastically. "How'd you guess? But yes, he did give me some fashion pointers."
Dean shook his head to clear his thoughts. "But tell me, why the trumpet?"
Jack flushed. "Please don't tell, because Cas complained endlessly about how young people have got one and are all obsessed with it. I just wanted to fit in."
Sam blinked slowly as realization took hold. "Ah, I think he meant horn."
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Author: theymp
Prompt: DEW Challenge: Jack Kline & fashion. SPN100 Challenge: horn
Genre: humour
Characters: Jack Kline & Sam and Dean Winchester
Pairing: n/a
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 200
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: Sam and Dean struggle to take in the sight of Jack's fashion choices.
Dean's jaw dropped as he caught sight of Jack entering the room. Struck mute, he tugged insistently at Sam's sleeve.
"New outfit, Jack?" spluttered Sam, struggling to keep a straight face.
Distracted by the clanking of the faux-gold chains around his neck, Jack tripped over the hem of his floor-length, leopard-print fur coat. At the last minute, he caught his balance with the aid of the ornate-topped walking stick he carried in his right hand.
"Oh, hey guys," Jack called, dropping the cane as he fumbled raising a hand in greeting. "Do you like it? I wanted to 'dress to impress.'"
"The gold grills are... an interesting look on you," Sam squeaked.
"So let me guess, Cas took you shopping?" asked Dean, once he was finally able to breathe again.
Jack nodded enthusiastically. "How'd you guess? But yes, he did give me some fashion pointers."
Dean shook his head to clear his thoughts. "But tell me, why the trumpet?"
Jack flushed. "Please don't tell, because Cas complained endlessly about how young people have got one and are all obsessed with it. I just wanted to fit in."
Sam blinked slowly as realization took hold. "Ah, I think he meant horn."
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