Summergen: Too Close for Comfort
Sep. 3rd, 2024 12:58 pmToo Close for Comfort
My prompter, Yoann's, original prompt was for a brother bodyswap. How could I resist???
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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"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!"
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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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