Prompt: DEW, Death, fail
Characters: Death, Dean
Spoilers/warnings: None
Word Count: 100
Summary: Sweets.
Dean brought Death a strawberry frozen yogurt with whipped cream, some kind of ice cream cake with cherries, a chocolate-covered cone, peanuts.
Really, Dean, Death said, no pie?
Thought you might like a change from you know, all the sodium, Dean said.
Death said nothing.
Oh, uh… guess I should’ve known you’re not really a sugar junkie.
Death arched a brow, took a lick of cream. Dean waited, thought about a time
before Darkness, before these strange desserts.
Dean heard someone calling. Felt like he was in a blender.
Woke up to his brother’s face. Sweaty. A little hungry. Craving salt.