DEW: Be It Ever So Humble
Title: Be It Ever So Humble
Author: theymp
Prompt: "There's no place like home"
Genre: Schmoop
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 100
Warning/Spoilers: None
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.
A/N: Still riding high from Asylum 16 this time last week; it's the people that make it a spiritual home from home.
Summary: Sam and Dean are back in the bunker after a long, difficult hunt.
"Back at last," Sam groaned, throwing himself down on the couch theatrically and already reaching for his laptop.
Dean pointedly cleared his throat and a shamefaced Sam sat up slightly, dropping his feet from the armrest.
With a satisfied nod, Dean passed his brother a beer, the bottle frosted with condensation.
Sam took a deep draught. "Cold beer and decent WiFi; it's good to be home," he declared.
Dean snorted, reflexively glancing in the direction of the garage. He decided he'd wash the Impala tomorrow and try the new car wax he'd bought. "There's no place like it," he smiled.
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Author: theymp
Prompt: "There's no place like home"
Genre: Schmoop
Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester
Pairing: none
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 100
Warning/Spoilers: None
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.
A/N: Still riding high from Asylum 16 this time last week; it's the people that make it a spiritual home from home.
Summary: Sam and Dean are back in the bunker after a long, difficult hunt.
"Back at last," Sam groaned, throwing himself down on the couch theatrically and already reaching for his laptop.
Dean pointedly cleared his throat and a shamefaced Sam sat up slightly, dropping his feet from the armrest.
With a satisfied nod, Dean passed his brother a beer, the bottle frosted with condensation.
Sam took a deep draught. "Cold beer and decent WiFi; it's good to be home," he declared.
Dean snorted, reflexively glancing in the direction of the garage. He decided he'd wash the Impala tomorrow and try the new car wax he'd bought. "There's no place like it," he smiled.
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