Rating: K+
Genre: Family/Humour
Word Count: 100
Character: Sam and Dean Winchester
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Don't own!
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Watching Sam toss fragments of the destroyed altar onto the bonfire, Dean stood unblinking, imagining flickering shapes and faces in the dancing flames. Writhing like a thing alive, it threw a swirling column of smoke and glimmering vermillion embers upwards.
The brothers hated fire. It had consumed everyone they had ever loved; it had set them on their dark and dangerous path, tormenting them and cursing their lives and yet it was a vital tool in their arsenal, something they simply couldn't function without.
Dean turned, handing a blackened skewer to Sam.
Oh, and it was good for toasting marshmallows too.
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