In Sam's defence, Dean talks like that during sex all the time anyway, so he's not sure how he was supposed to tell the difference. Except, okay, there probably should have been some insults thrown around by now, and given how badly the two of them outsize this butt-ugly sofa there should probably have been at least one elbow to the face, and come to think of it a knee to the ribs or two just because Dean is Dean, and the inevitable scuffle should have knocked them onto the floor and resulted in a hefty dose of carpet burn for both of them
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Dean hisses out of the corner of his mouth, "Don't you dare." // "Not my fault," Sam stage-whispers back, a little smugly. SAM, I LOVE YOU. You smug asshole. xD
My attempt - written very spur of the momentsaiariddleNovember 8 2009, 18:09:52 UTC
First shot at one of these - it probably sucks. But I couldn't resist, especially when considering the familiar face Psych had this season. In fact, this won't make sense unless you have seen that particular episode. xD
Another white flash. Dean was getting tired of these transitions. It was like they were in a poorly made youtube music video that some kid had done in their basement.
Oh shit. He really hoped that youtube didn't classify as TV
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I should probably warn you that I'm an Indians fan.vichanNovember 9 2009, 01:48:49 UTC
They've dropped in the middle of bright lights, screaming people, and Dean barely has two seconds to take it all in before he hears a crack and there's a tiny white comet streaking straight towards his face.
It's happening so fast that Dean can't even really process it, but there's an instinct that's been buried inside him for years, and he raises his right hand and the ball lands with a smack in his glove. He's still processing exactly what's happening when the memory of his t-ball coach starts screaming inside his head. "When you don't know where to throw, Winchester, always go to first!"And he does. He flips the ball out of his glove as he turns, lines his body up and sets himself. He steps forward with his left foot and fires the ball towards first base
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Re: I should probably warn you that I'm an Indians fan.vichanNovember 9 2009, 03:14:37 UTC
*facepalm* And I'm usually a stickler for baseball details. I totally fail tonight. (Dean just confuzzles me, anyway. I still can't tell if he's a righty or lefty or if he's ambidextrous.)
Indians fans, like many fans, are raised to hate the Yankees. And we got our own movie with the Yankees being the bad guys to boot. XD
Here, have some Victor to make up for my boo-boo. :D
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Dean hisses out of the corner of his mouth, "Don't you dare." // "Not my fault," Sam stage-whispers back, a little smugly.
SAM, I LOVE YOU. You smug asshole. xD
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Hehehe so much win. :D
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Another white flash. Dean was getting tired of these transitions. It was like they were in a poorly made youtube music video that some kid had done in their basement.
Oh shit. He really hoped that youtube didn't classify as TV ( ... )
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It's happening so fast that Dean can't even really process it, but there's an instinct that's been buried inside him for years, and he raises his right hand and the ball lands with a smack in his glove. He's still processing exactly what's happening when the memory of his t-ball coach starts screaming inside his head. "When you don't know where to throw, Winchester, always go to first!"And he does. He flips the ball out of his glove as he turns, lines his body up and sets himself. He steps forward with his left foot and fires the ball towards first base ( ... )
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But I definitely agree with the sentiment! (*cough* Red Sox *cough*)
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Indians fans, like many fans, are raised to hate the Yankees. And we got our own movie with the Yankees being the bad guys to boot. XD
Here, have some Victor to make up for my boo-boo. :D
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God, I'm old.
But I would love to see how someone else does it!
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*bookmarks*
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