Random Silliness

[dizzojay]

My writing muse is back ... and she has prompted me to do a little trawl of my stories, so herewith as a result of that trawl; some random silliness and Dean, well, just being Dean.

Disclaimers: don't own them; want, but the CW says I can't have!

NAVEL GAZING
Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Word count: approx 100

Sometimes Sam really should know better …

 

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"... I'm not gonna ask; not encouraging him ..."

" ... best not to get involved, I'll only regret it ..."

"... No, I really don't wanna know wha … jeez, how the heck did he get into that position? I'd never have guessed he was that flexible ..."

 Perched cross-legged on his bed, doubled over in an impressively gymnastic position, Dean intently examined his own midriff.

Sam gave a defeated sigh "... Ah crap, it's no good ..."

"Dean, what the hell are you doing?"

Dean looked up with a grin, "hey Sammy, my bellybutton fluff is blue – wanna see?

sam sighed ...

"... See, I hate being right all the time ...".

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CAFFIENE FIX
Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Word count: approx 100

Some people need it more than others…

 

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Sam turned on hearing a faint sound and paled at the vision before him.

A pathetic, dishevelled creature shuffled mindlessly towards him, hunched form silhouetted against the dawn light, feral bloodshot eyes staring up at him, pleading, imploring ... a low growl rumbled in it's chest as it whispered voicelessly and long, stiff fingers reached out blindly towards him.

A distracted scratch of a tousled head was followed by a wet snort and a ragged cough.

Sam stared at the abject figure and shook his head in pity.

Dean was definitely going to need a second coffee this morning.

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