WAFF-a-thon 2012 - Main Thread!
And if we all could spread a little sunshine
All could lend a helping hand
We all would be a little closer
To the Promised Land
WAFFathon 2012 Official Thread
Welcome, everyone, to the fourth official WAFFathon, making the Internet a little happier. The premise behind the WAFFathon is simple: Fandom is great, but let's face it, it can get pretty ( Read more... )
All could lend a helping hand
We all would be a little closer
To the Promised Land
WAFFathon 2012 Official Thread
Welcome, everyone, to the fourth official WAFFathon, making the Internet a little happier. The premise behind the WAFFathon is simple: Fandom is great, but let's face it, it can get pretty ( Read more... )
Sam gets a sinking feeling in his stomach and looks over his shoulder into the diner proper, where he sees a young couple with two small children looking uncomfortable in the background and a group of countrified gentlemen by the counter obviously considering a posse. He wants to bang his head on the table.
His life is just fated to take the path of most resistance, or something, he thinks, as he grabs one of the butter knives from his place setting and prepares to fight his way out of town should posse indeed be formed.
In the meantime, Sam tries to glare at Dean in warning because this is so his fault, but as he does, the idea of glaring in general is suddenly and violently derailed when Sam catches the way his brother's mouth is curled up into this easy smile that should almost be impossible after everything they've been through. It's echoed in blue of the former angel's eyes sitting across from him and holds as fast as their staring does.
That is when Sam actually bangs his head on the table.
Back before Dean and Cas had gotten to wherever they are now, Sam had always believed that the two of them getting together would make things so much easier for everyone.
It hasn't, and in retrospect, that was probably his bad for even thinking something like that.
Because it has actually made things a lot more complicated, in terms of posse and curious children and Sam's knowing too much and probably in some other stuff too.
But then again, it's also made things happier on top of all that, Sam supposes. If that smile on Dean's face means anything (and it does, it really does).
Sam eventually sighs and slips out of the diner booth with a simple grunt of "bathroom" over his shoulder at his brother and ex-angel while he slides the butter knife up his sleeve. Just in case.
Dean and Cas make absent sounds at him and don't actually look away from each other for a second.
Sam just shakes his head and supposes that his life and easy were never meant to be. But when he thinks about Dean smiling with his mouth and Cas smiling with his eyes, maybe easy is overrated anyway.
Sam goes over to the gentlemen at the counter and looks properly menacing. It's not hard.
From there, posse is happily thwarted for the night and Dean's smile never falters for a minute, even as he does increasingly obscene things to his garnishes as the meal goes on.
Sam thinks it's completely gross, but at the same time, he supposes he wouldn't have it any other way.
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SORRY SO RUSHED GOTTA GO PLAY VOLLEYBALL ORZ
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"Sam had bravely fought off the manful urge to grab the backs of both their heads and smoosh their faces together on more than several occasions..."
I love that Sam is channeling me here.
Hahaha, is it bad that I get so much enjoyment out of Sam's suffering? I just love it when he's really exasperated with Dean and Cas even though he's totally supportive (which he would be, cuz Sam is awesome).
This is exactly what I wanted. Thank you so much!!!
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And if it is bad to enjoy Sam's suffering than I am the worst person of all time because, as I have always said, I think his pain tastes like candy. XD
Glad you enjoyed!
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Hrm. Yes.
Anyways, this was SO funny! And so sweet, in a Sam-being-disgruntled sort of way. I loved his butter knife arming and his posse menacing and just about everything else that he did or thought or felt. So, so awesome.
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