BETTER OUT THAN IN
Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Characters: Impala, Sam, Dean
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own them
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Midnight.
Moonlight glints across the Impala’s roof as she sails along a deserted highway.
All is peace.
And stillness.
Until …
"Dean, man, we gotta stop."
"No, cross your legs."
"I've had my legs crossed for an hour; I’m desperate!"
"Your fault for drinking all that stupid herbal tea."
“Dean, PLEASE!”
"Sam, we've gotta reach this damn cemetary before dawn; I’ve already stopped twice for you and I’m not stopping again."
"But, Dean …"
"Use a bottle."
"DEAN …"
"I said …"
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One minute and twenty-four seconds past midnight.
The Impala skids violently to a halt.
"DAMNIT SAM!!!!"
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