Pie of the Day and the Return of the Living Dean
Title: Pie of the Day and the Return of the Living Dean
Author: theymp
Prompt: 2022 Halloween Werepire Challenge
Genre: humour/horror
Characters: Sam & Dean Winchester
Pairing: n/a
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 230
Warning/Spoilers: n/a
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: If there's one thing that Winchesters are good at, it's taking care of monsters... Alternate S15 ending.
"Okay, so I'm going on a grocery run," Sam called, poking his head around the door into his brother's room. "Do you want anything?"
"Beer!" exclaimed Dean. "Oh, and you are going to the butcher's, right?"
"Yes," Sam rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm going to the butcher's."
Dean looked anxious. "They're not getting funny about our order, or anything, are they?"
"The amount I pay?" Sam grumbled. "No, they don't ask questions."
Dean's expression relaxed in relief. "Well, so long as they don't try to stab me in the back," he grinned. "Too soon?" he added on noticing Sam's grimace.
"Oh yes. That's always gonna be too soon," Sam snorted. "Right, I'm off then."
"Thanks, Sam," said Dean, trying to cover his feelings of gratitude by shooting his brother a sassy, mock salute.
They both watched in stunned silence at what flew across the room and hit the far wall.
"And more duct tape," they spoke in unison.
~#~
Later:
"I got you this," said Sam, hanging a pine-scented car air-freshener around Dean's neck. "Although, to be honest, it's more for my benefit," he added, wrinkling his nose. "Oh, and pie."
"The one time you finally remember..." grumbled Dean.
"It's not apple," smirked Sam, cutting a generous slice and holding it out carefully at arm's length. "It's-"
"Brains!" moaned Dean delightedly, lurching forward as far as his chains would allow.
(;,;)
Author: theymp
Prompt: 2022 Halloween Werepire Challenge
Genre: humour/horror
Characters: Sam & Dean Winchester
Pairing: n/a
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 230
Warning/Spoilers: n/a
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
Summary: If there's one thing that Winchesters are good at, it's taking care of monsters... Alternate S15 ending.
"Okay, so I'm going on a grocery run," Sam called, poking his head around the door into his brother's room. "Do you want anything?"
"Beer!" exclaimed Dean. "Oh, and you are going to the butcher's, right?"
"Yes," Sam rolled his eyes. "Of course I'm going to the butcher's."
Dean looked anxious. "They're not getting funny about our order, or anything, are they?"
"The amount I pay?" Sam grumbled. "No, they don't ask questions."
Dean's expression relaxed in relief. "Well, so long as they don't try to stab me in the back," he grinned. "Too soon?" he added on noticing Sam's grimace.
"Oh yes. That's always gonna be too soon," Sam snorted. "Right, I'm off then."
"Thanks, Sam," said Dean, trying to cover his feelings of gratitude by shooting his brother a sassy, mock salute.
They both watched in stunned silence at what flew across the room and hit the far wall.
"And more duct tape," they spoke in unison.
~#~
Later:
"I got you this," said Sam, hanging a pine-scented car air-freshener around Dean's neck. "Although, to be honest, it's more for my benefit," he added, wrinkling his nose. "Oh, and pie."
"The one time you finally remember..." grumbled Dean.
"It's not apple," smirked Sam, cutting a generous slice and holding it out carefully at arm's length. "It's-"
"Brains!" moaned Dean delightedly, lurching forward as far as his chains would allow.
(;,;)