I just can't stop thinking about this, so I'm going to do it.
Multi-fandom Challenge: Small and Fuzzy During an ApocalypseIt's spring! The sun is shining, the birds are nesting, and I don't have to wear 20 layers to go outside. I love spring. You know what spring makes me think of? Bunnies. And puppies! And the end of the world (nothing like a
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'Course, he'd kind of expected it to be zombies. Zombies were, you know, traditional. Or an all-out demonic war, that was always a good one. Even a Total Reality Breakdown had some kind of style.
"Sam." He said, eventually, letting the blinds drop.
"Mmmuh?" Sam mumbled, rolling out of the small puddle of drool on his pillow.
"Sam, dude, wake up." Dean said, poking him repeatedly.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, falling out of bed. "What the hell, man? It's like oh-fuck-hundred hours..."
"Yeah," Dean said evenly, "But we're being invaded by Tribbles."
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*love*
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