Ick
The latest E/O challenge was for the word "Dawn", with an extra birthday request to have something about Dean's tummy. And so "Turducken" was born (oh, there's a deliberate pun there).
I'd already written something disturbing last week("Punishment"), so I kinda just followed on the theme for more of the same...
But I'm glad I put a warning for ick on this one, because the reviewers so far all seem to have been a bit grossed out by it. I mean I was and I wrote the darn thing...
I find the whole idea of turducken -- a turkey stuffed with a duck, that is itself stuffed with chicken -- to be pretty revolting, but then I don't eat meat, so I suppose that's not surprising. (And why would you to eat something that starts with 'turd'?)
It was strange because the whole thing pretty much hatched in my brain (another gift from Frank no doubt), but I was on the hoof and without means of writing and so I pretty much worked it out all in my head. This is normally where I then realise I've forgotten everything in its entirety, but not this time fortunately.
I think the trigger for it was Dawn = birth of the sun and tummy = pregnancy and because I'm trying to write a story about zombies at the moment - and I remember hearing about zombie ants, these are ants that get infected with a fungus that takes over their mind and makes them spread their infection to other ants.
And of course if Dean had a child, even a parasitic one, he'd want to instil the same sense of family... and ensuring s/he had a cousin would be a good way to do that...
But I'm not really into Mpreg fiction - although there was a nice one I read a couple of months ago where Cas gives Dean an egg (no explanation of how that popped out!) and Dean becomes super-protective of it.