Did I mention ...

[dizzojay]

... I'm an only child. 

And when I don't get my own way; things get ugly!

And with Fanfic.net still assing about, that's VERY bad news for Dean :)

Disclaimer: I don't own them; that is another thing I frequently throw tantrums about ...

DEAN vs CAVE TROLL

You know what it's like when you're under a cave troll; sometimes you just need a hand ...

Rating: K
Genre: Humour/Angst
Word Count: approx 100

 

Sam cringed as the dead weight of the cave troll landed squarely on top of his brother with a ground-shaking, wet thud.

Panic-stricken, he dashed over to the monolithic, slimy corpse and squatted down to see startled green eyes bulging alarmingly as they peered out from underneath a pendulous grey jowl.

A fetid ribbon of troll drool oozed thickly down the bridge of Dean's nose.

Sam pushed, pulled, heaved and kicked, but the mountainous bulk was going nowhere.

"S'm" Dean mouthed breathlessly;

"What dude?" asked Sam, panting from wasted effort.

"c'n you scratch my nose?"

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DEAN vs TACO

Dean's made some bad choices in his time ... especially where food is concerned!

Rating: K+
Genre: Angst/Humour
Word Count: approx 100

 

 

Sam knocked timidly on the bathroom door.

"ok in there, dude?"

No response; just some very loud and alarming noises.

"Dean, it sounds like the battle of the Somme in there."

The response was barely a groan.

"Was it the tacos from last night?"

"Prob'ly"

"um, severe?"

"Just picture a space shuttle launch … "

Sam leaned into the door and grimaced.

"Do you need a doctor?"

Sam heard a flush; "you won' be needin' to come in here anytime soon, will ya?"

"No dude".

"Sam, I think my days of eating the 'Volcanic TNT Tabasco Taco with Double Jalopeno' are over …"

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