To Distraction
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~ Oh my, would the boys be in trouble if I had a say... Just one word: SFTCOL(AR)S
A/N: Response to the SPN100 Drabble Challenge hosted by Dizzo and Vanessa, whose friendly take-over keeps Onyx and Enkidu07's original challenge alive and kicking. Rock on! Thanks for letting me participate...
~ And muchísimas gracias to my twin sister twinchy for the beta!
First Published: 06/06/2021
Summary:
Sam’s piercing screams echoed through the tiny room.
Prompt: jab
Sam’s piercing screams echoed through the tiny room while Dean frantically tried to soothe his little brother. The pale-faced doctor minutely shoot her head. Everyone present had given their best but it was no use.
“It’s just a small jab,” Mary cooed. “The vaccination will prevent you from getting sick, baby.”
From one second to the next, the water works stopped. Instead, Sammy’s attention shifted to the fascinating prismatic glass sun catcher Dean dangled over his face. Mary bit back an amused snort at her tyke’s unimpressed eye roll indicating for the doctor to not let this opportunity go to waste.
The End
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~ Oh my, would the boys be in trouble if I had a say... Just one word: SFTCOL(AR)S
A/N: Response to the SPN100 Drabble Challenge hosted by Dizzo and Vanessa, whose friendly take-over keeps Onyx and Enkidu07's original challenge alive and kicking. Rock on! Thanks for letting me participate...
~ And muchísimas gracias to my twin sister twinchy for the beta!
First Published: 06/06/2021
Summary:
Sam’s piercing screams echoed through the tiny room.
Prompt: jab
Sam’s piercing screams echoed through the tiny room while Dean frantically tried to soothe his little brother. The pale-faced doctor minutely shoot her head. Everyone present had given their best but it was no use.
“It’s just a small jab,” Mary cooed. “The vaccination will prevent you from getting sick, baby.”
From one second to the next, the water works stopped. Instead, Sammy’s attention shifted to the fascinating prismatic glass sun catcher Dean dangled over his face. Mary bit back an amused snort at her tyke’s unimpressed eye roll indicating for the doctor to not let this opportunity go to waste.
The End
.