On this, the second week anniversary of having a certain giggly gentleman RIPPING out our hearts (using meathooks? Oh yes, I think so!), the unholy triumvirate of myself,
memphis86, and
ignited hereby welcome you to the first happytime making fic meme at
ohnokripkedidnt!!
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The awkward thing about watching Dean open a pie shop was that... well, Dean didn't know anything about pies beyond the fact that he loved eating them. It shouldn't have been enough. Can't sell pies if you don't know how to make them, right?
But Sam should have known better than to doubt his brother, because apparently Winchester perseverance was good for more than just taking out demons and settling spirits. It could also turn out a mean blueberry pie when pressed. And apple, cherry and strawberry-rhubarb, apparently, and Sam realized he probably shouldn't have let Dean talk him into making a bet out of it.
Because now Sam was stuck. He had to help run the pie shop, because apparently Dean didn't feel like applying himself to the business end of things. No, that would be too practical, and Dean was busy with other things. Important things. Pie related things, thank you very much, and Sam couldn't seem to get his attention without debating the merits of various flours anymore ( ... )
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