In celebration of finishing perhaps the worst analysis of Scream 1,2, and 3 in the history of the written word, I figured I'd better finish off these drabbles, and finish I have! I only have two prompts left and they're both larger stories. Who is a genius? C'est moi!
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Sam/Dean, Poetry, for hkath )
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The second one is bittersweet and lovely -- Sam wanting Dean to try and do normal sort of things, be friends with people... aww. ACHEY.
...of course, I sporfled during the third one. OH BOYS. OH SAM THE KNIGHT. OH DEAN. The dialogue. a;ldsfkdsfk KING RICHARD'S LILY MAID. *dying* I heart your brain. ♥
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And Dean sits there are all innocent, "Me think the lady doth protest too much."
"Shut up, Dean!"
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Dean seems so comfortable in the third's milieu, it's almost a pity to yoick him out of there. I just wonder what he was doing for coffee.
Loved these. I'm finally in good enough shape to comment, and I hate to think how many I owe, but thank you for making me smile. And tear up a little.
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He asked Ruby to make it thinking he'd know what Dean meant, and wound up with black sludge boiled down from a yew tree or something, and Dean cried a little and was able to call it poison without lying.
You're most welcome!
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