Honey, I shrunk the Winchesters
PART ONE
“Ow! Son of a bitch!”
Dean shook out his hand and glared at the thin layer of viscous green goo that had just oozed out of the cupboard where he kept the fry pans and given his fingers an electric shock. That Wicked Witch of the West bitch had really done a number on his kitchen. He’d been finding bits of residual magic for a week ( Read more... )
“Ow! Son of a bitch!”
Dean shook out his hand and glared at the thin layer of viscous green goo that had just oozed out of the cupboard where he kept the fry pans and given his fingers an electric shock. That Wicked Witch of the West bitch had really done a number on his kitchen. He’d been finding bits of residual magic for a week ( Read more... )
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Is it disturbing that I want a GI Joe sized Sam and Dean?
Not at all! I wanted them the minute I saw the original art prompt! I got way too much enjoyment out of the thought of tiny Dean with his tiny bare feet! :)
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