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Witches' Brew

A little drabble written for the weekly Fanfiction.net drabble challenge ...

WITCHES' BREW

Genre: humour
Rating: K+
Characters: Dean, Sam, Rowena
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Word Count: 100

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own them

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Sam sat back at the table, arms folded, and glared at Rowena.

Between them, Dean sat, giggling uncontrollably into his beer bottle.

"Hey Sammy, I looove you. Y'know that, don'tcha? I loooove you even with the funny hair. I looove you too Ribena, your hair's not funny like his though. It's sorta orange an' curly wurly."

"Sammy, I'm all floaty. I'm floating … floaty, floaty, floaty …. Wheeeeee!"

"An' I wanna … I think I … it's … Sammy, I can smell the colour twelve."

Smiling sweetly, Rowena gave an innocent shrug.

"Rowena," Sam growled, "where exactly did you get those mushrooms you put in Dean's omelette?"

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