Sweets for my Sweet ...

[dizzojay]

Has anyone else spent Easter eating chocolate to the point of exploding?

No?

Just me then ...

Anyway, taking that into account along with a deliciously sweet quote from our boy Dean's alter ego, the adorable Jensen, I felt inspired to inflict some candy-related damage ...

Disclaimer: I don't own Dean or his sore tummy.  More's the pity :(

GUMMY TUMMY
Rating: K+
Genre: Angst/Humour
Word count: approx 100

 

"I told you so."

Sam wouldn't say it; he had his pride.

But, c'mon - fourteen packets in two days?

Dean lay curled up, a pallid, trembling creature groaning pitifully and clutching his fractious, distended belly.

Sam had tried warning Dean as he shovelled the candy down, he really had; but got only smartass abuse in return.

So fine; let Dean enjoy the fruits of his labour.

Actually, he kinda looked like he was in labour.

A violent gurgle erupted and Dean grimaced, whimpering as his grip tightened around his middle. When his belly finally fell silent, he groaned into his sweat-soaked pillow.

"Hate Gummy-bears."

xxxxx
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Comments

[dizzojay.livejournal.com]

silly boy, he'll never learn, will he?
Glad you enjoyed x