I don’t own Supernatural, sadly; the show and characters belong to their respective copyright holders but the boys are such a treat to play with…
The story is mine, however. It’s plainly for fun; I neither sell it nor make money with it.
Response to
SPN-Bigpretzel DEW Challenge on LiveJournal
Setting: Any season, no spoilers
Prompt: Your favourite character; something you hate
oOo
Bobby startled awake. Groggily he reached to his left, where the alarm kept beeping happily. When he couldn’t seem to find the clock, he finally opened his eyes a crack, mumbling obscenities under his breath.
With bleary eyes he immediately noticed three things, it was barely dawn, he had fallen asleep on his desk, and the unfinished tax report now sported a fair-sized blotch of drool.
“Ah, dammit all to hell!” Balling up the paper in frustration felt awesome. “I’d better go see my tax collector anyway. I could have sworn the guy twitched at the word ‘Christo’ last year.”
The End
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta
twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don’t.