Baby had a lot of time to think during the watches of the night while she was parked up in the bunker's garage.
For instance, tonight Baby was thinking about movies, mainly because earlier today, Dean had been boring Sam to death talking enthusiastically about a particular movie he'd watched last week. Baby wasn't entirely familiar with the concept of movies, but according to Sam, this movie had involved a ridiculous amount of violence, an equally ridiculous amount of boobs, space lasers, some bad-tempered aliens that looked like they were made of play-doh, dialogue that appeared to have been written by one of said aliens and not a lot of plot.
Baby decided that if a movie was made about her and Dean, it would be a soaring epic of love and peril. There would be plenty of action (Baby had always wanted to participate in a car chase) and adventures for the brave and handsome hero together with his devoted partner, Baby.
Of course, at the end, there had to be a happy ending and the brave and handsome hero, having overcome all kinds of trials and adversity, would get the girl.
And Baby would hate the bitch.
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Sam stood over Dean and sighed.
"Come on Dean, you can do better than that."
"Bite me, Sam. I'm freaking trying. This was your stupid idea."
"Come on Dean, give it everything you've got."
"Give me a minute Sam, gotta get my breath back."
"Dean, this is pathetic."
"Gaaaahhh…nnnnnggggg….uuuuuuuuuuuggghhhh
"Well done Dean."
"Well you could look a bit more excited for me, dude – I've worked hard for this."
"Dean, that's one sit up – the exercise program says you've gotta do twelve. Your core's in such bad shape, how are you even still upright?"
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end
"Hey Sam, can I ask you something?"
"Sure, shoot."
"So, as part of his 'human experience' obsession, Castiel's taken up drawing, and today he made a sketch of me."
"Ok."
"Yeah, look…"
"Oh, it's… erm…"
"Yeah, well, I wanna ask you. Be honest, are my ears really that big?"
"Um... they're not small … but I wouldn't say they're huge."
"What d'y mean, Sam, 'they're not small'?"
"You asked me to be honest Dean, what would you call them?"
"I'd call them perfect."
"Whatever makes you happy, dude."
"Yeah, well, don't look so smug Sam; he wants to draw you next!"
xxxxx
end
Challenge words: voice and scan
Rating: K+
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It was new year's eve in the bunker and the Winchesters, together with Castiel, were deep in conversation, schooling Jack in the matter of new year's resolutions.
Castiel had suggested that the best way to demonstrate the concept to Jack would be for he and the Winchesters to make resolutions and, much to Dean's displeasure, stick to them.
Sam was totally on board with the idea; of course he was, Dean thought, the guy's life was one long resolution. And when Sam suggested giving up beer for the whole of January, Dean seriously had to think back to remember if he'd ever dropped him on his head as a baby.
Castiel thought hard. Choosing a resolution was not so easy for the angel as he neither ate, drank, or experienced cravings as humans did. Eventually he settled on promising to help Sam with the laundry at least once a week.
Dean thought long and hard, he wasn't in the habit of making resolutions, but he reluctantly accepted that he had to send the right message to Jack.
"Okay," he announced proudly, "I'm giving up giving up things."
Castiel stared, "But Dean, that's …"
"Shut up Cas. Don't confuse Jack now."
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jj1564. The enthusiasm, friendship and joy that she brought to the fandom and to her friends is sorely missed and will never be forgotten.
Snowflake Challenge – Day 3
In your own space, put some favorite characters into an AU, fuse some favorite canons together, talk about your favorite AU/fusion tropes, or tell us why AU/fusions aren’t your cup of tea. Leave a comment in this post saying you did it. Include a link to your post if you feel comfortable doing so.
I only write in the Supernatural fandom and I’ve never written an AU in the context of what I interpret an AU to be (eg: J2 or Sam and Dean work in a coffee shop, are astronauts etc).
I’ve never written a fic where Sam and Dean aren’t hunters, however I often like to fuse that theme with other concepts.
In that respect, I wrote a story where Sam and Dean were transported via an enchanted book to a magical land called Impalia, so I guess that could loosely qualify as an AU. They embark on a classic fairytale quest to rescue a princess. Dean becomes a noble (ish) knight and his Baby is a magnificent black mare who makes damn sure he knows his place. Sam is his lordship’s loyal and mostly exasperated squire. As they traverse the dark and forbidding Wildwoods, accompanied by their fairy godfather, Bobby as you’ve never seen him before, they encounter established fairytale characters such as a troll under a bridge, and a giant, plus a few extras such as a kelpie, dryads and swamp goblins. There’s a beanstalk involved and lots of apples!
It’s one of the more ambitious stories I’ve written and I’ve always been rather fond of it!
If you wanted to read it, it’s called Once Upon a Time. 31,500 words, gen.
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spn_bigpretzel and this was my contribution, written in response to theymp's brilliant prompt: meazrael_64's birthday in a couple of days. Written for the spn_bigpretzel Spring Fic Exchange 2021
Recipient: theymp
Author: dizzojay
Artist: emmatheslayer
Original Prompt: Nothing they do seems to stop him from sleepwalking... in the nude
Warnings/Spoilers: none
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: T
Genre: Humour, gen
Word Count: 2,000
Author's Note: Thanks as always to emmatheslayer for her wonderful art, and to theymp for a fabulous prompt that drew me in like a fish on a hook!
Summary: Sam’s determined to get to the bottom of Dean’s latest problem. ‘Bottom’ being the operative word…
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