[ficlet] Super Winchester Bros (Supernatural; Sam & Gabriel)
"Super Winchester Bros"
by exorcistor
Fandom: Supernatural
People/pairings: Sam, Gabriel
Rating: worksafe
Prompt: Sam and Gabriel - wii. shisukoisa came up with the idea and this was insanely fun to write!
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Out of all the ridiculous things he’d ever had to do to get Dean out of a tough situation, this beat all previous records by far.
“Great work on that witch, Sammy, and look; you levelled up!”
Sam grunted in affirmation, not even bothering to reprimand Gabriel for using that nickname, and pressed the “move forward” button; taking himself - or, the digital representation of himself (which for some mysterious reason had a pair of gigantic moose antlers sprouting out of it’s head) - further into the forest surrounding the castle where the “final boss” had it’s layer.
In one of the rooms, the game showed the tiny digital representation of Dean - which, in difference to himself, actually was the real elder Winchester brother, trapped in the game unless Sam could get him out - pacing back and forth in his locked tower-room. As Sam moved closer to the castle, he was allowed a short glimpse of Dean pulling on his big, puffy pink dress, the speech-bubble above his head clear and loud announcing that Gabriel was a “Son of a Bitch!!!1!”
Sam was inclined to agree. Whole-heartedly.
“Think you’re ready for the big boss-man?” Gabriel chirped from his position to Sam’s right; Sam looked over just in time to see the archangel-turned-trickster wink at him and wave his own control. On-screen, virtual-Gabriel did a strange little dance.
by exorcistor
Fandom: Supernatural
People/pairings: Sam, Gabriel
Rating: worksafe
Prompt: Sam and Gabriel - wii. shisukoisa came up with the idea and this was insanely fun to write!
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Out of all the ridiculous things he’d ever had to do to get Dean out of a tough situation, this beat all previous records by far.
“Great work on that witch, Sammy, and look; you levelled up!”
Sam grunted in affirmation, not even bothering to reprimand Gabriel for using that nickname, and pressed the “move forward” button; taking himself - or, the digital representation of himself (which for some mysterious reason had a pair of gigantic moose antlers sprouting out of it’s head) - further into the forest surrounding the castle where the “final boss” had it’s layer.
In one of the rooms, the game showed the tiny digital representation of Dean - which, in difference to himself, actually was the real elder Winchester brother, trapped in the game unless Sam could get him out - pacing back and forth in his locked tower-room. As Sam moved closer to the castle, he was allowed a short glimpse of Dean pulling on his big, puffy pink dress, the speech-bubble above his head clear and loud announcing that Gabriel was a “Son of a Bitch!!!1!”
Sam was inclined to agree. Whole-heartedly.
“Think you’re ready for the big boss-man?” Gabriel chirped from his position to Sam’s right; Sam looked over just in time to see the archangel-turned-trickster wink at him and wave his own control. On-screen, virtual-Gabriel did a strange little dance.