More Than a Car - SPN
Story Title: More than a Car
Author: youaredriving aka Scarletsptember
Character/Relationships: Sam, Dean, brief Gabriel
Rating: PG
Warnings: alcohol consumption, inappropriate language
Author's Notes: written for spn_las challenge 'Who knew the Impala could Fly"
Sam eyed Dean from across the bar and let out a tense breath. Sure they were running low on cash but was it really necessary to stay until close? He couldn’t really begrudge Dean though, everyone deserved a good time now and then and by the way he was throwing beers back and laughing he really was enjoying himself.
“You want to have some fun yourself Sammy?” Sam groaned at the sound of Gabriel’s voice flittering up and over his shoulder. “I mean in the purely prankilicious manner of course.”
“No one gets hurt?” Sam asked with a cocked brow.
“No one gets hurt and I have a feeling my idea will amaze tipsy Dean-O over there.” Gabriel smirked and when Sam shrugged saying why not? the smirk turned into a full blown thousand watt smile. “Right, this is what we’re going to do.”
Sam could barely hold in his laughter from the way Dean was stumbling around the parking lot under his own will after declaring, “I walk all by myself, thank you very much ya big girl.”
Dean tripped over his own feet as he squinted and looked across the parking lot and back over at Sam, “Dude, what’d you do with my girl?”
“Your girl?” Sam bit back the cackle that was threatening to escape.
“Yeah,” Dean marched right up to Sam and poked a finger into Sam’s chest before he giggled, “Whoops, guess that didn’t work.”
“What didn’t work?” Dean poked at Sam’s chest again and rolled his eyes but froze when his eyes were mid-motion in the eye roll.
“Sam?” Dean’s voice got panicked and Sam followed Dean’s gaze upwards words.
“Dean, is that the Impala?”
“Oh hell,” Dean skittered backwards and fell on his butt staring up at the roof of the bar, “I know I didn’t park there. Did I?”
Sam tilted his head and hid a grin behind his head then he felt Dean tugging on his pants leg. “What?”
“My girl can fly!” Dean whispered, “She’s more than a car.”
“She sure is,” Sam grinned, “Lets get back to the motel before you do something really stupid.”
Gabriel quirked his brow from where he was leaning against the side of bar and he mouthed, “She’s more than a car?” causing Sam to bust out laughing as he lugged Dean to the real Impala parked around the back of the bar.
Dean groaned and pulled the covers over his head to shield him from Sam’s cackling laughter but Sam pulled the covers back, “So Dean, have a good night?”
“Shut up bitch, get me Advil and water.” Dean peered up into Sam’s overly bright face trying to figure out what he was supposed to remember from last night but he wasn’t coming up with anything. “What?”
“Nothing,” Sam shrugged and grinned before he grabbed the painkillers and water to hand them over to Dean, “Just who knew that the Impala could actually fly?”
It took Dean a second to catch on but once he did he darted out of his bed and tackled Sam to the floor, “Oh you bitch! You’re going down for this, just you wait. It’s going to be ten times worse than Nair in the shampoo.”