Team Carolers: "Let It Snow"
Title: Let It Snow
Genre: Gen, fluffiest fluff to ever fluff
Rating: G
Characters: Weechesters
Word count: 100
Warnings: None
Summary: North Georgia snowstorm meets Dean’s ingenuity.
South for the winter (“Like birds?” Sammy’d asked) sounded awesome. No snow sneaking in his leaky boots. No wind freezing his nose holes shut.
But, a snowstorm has Summerville (ugh) on lockdown. Winchesters stock more salt than Georgia towns. Cable’s out. Everything’s closed. Cooped up, all energy and no room.
Fat flakes splat the windowpane. Big four-wheel-drives struggle up the steep -
Lightbulb.
“Hey, Sammy! You never been sleddin’, haveya?”
“No!” Wide-eyed, “Can we?”
“Yup.” No sled. But there’s pool toys in the maintenance shed. “Bundle up.”
Lockpicks, busted innertubes and miles of climbing later, snuggled under bleachy sheets, they sleep.
Genre: Gen, fluffiest fluff to ever fluff
Rating: G
Characters: Weechesters
Word count: 100
Warnings: None
Summary: North Georgia snowstorm meets Dean’s ingenuity.
South for the winter (“Like birds?” Sammy’d asked) sounded awesome. No snow sneaking in his leaky boots. No wind freezing his nose holes shut.
But, a snowstorm has Summerville (ugh) on lockdown. Winchesters stock more salt than Georgia towns. Cable’s out. Everything’s closed. Cooped up, all energy and no room.
Fat flakes splat the windowpane. Big four-wheel-drives struggle up the steep -
Lightbulb.
“Hey, Sammy! You never been sleddin’, haveya?”
“No!” Wide-eyed, “Can we?”
“Yup.” No sled. But there’s pool toys in the maintenance shed. “Bundle up.”
Lockpicks, busted innertubes and miles of climbing later, snuggled under bleachy sheets, they sleep.