More of the same...Civil War shenanigans reenacted by obsessed fellows in period garb, Our Fearless Lads trying to rid the field of a ghost and a crazed dog. 'nuff said -- follow the underlined link for more... ( Read more... )
Uh, wait a minute...I was momentarily (okay, more than momentarily) distracted by your icon. Wow. What was I saying? Oh yeah. Serial killer...what? Plot? What plot? EXACTLY what I was thinking. Thigh. Mmmm.
And Sam understood comprehensively that he had fallen into the biggest make-Dean-squirm situation possible. In his wildest dreams, he could not have come up with something this beautifully cringe-worthy. Sam, sometimes you are such a little brother...
Dean wasn’t built for worrying And yet he does it, all the time. No wonder he's tired, poor noodle.
I love the "ghost stories around the campfire" feel. Except they're real. Which is creepier.
Dean inspected his for weevils, knowing that these guys were so not beyond putting them in just for effect. This is when you know that Dean is intimately familiar with how this works. You've got smarts too, Dean!
It was a little disconcerting, to have someone listen to you as much as Dean did. He doubted he’d ever said a word that Dean hadn’t caught on some level. Love. So true. LOVE.
You know, I think I earned the beta-services of jmm0001 on that line about having someone listening to you like Dean listens to Sam. She objected to it and wrote me to say so, because I think the very next thing Dean does in that scene is fall asleep while Sam's talking. I freakin' love JM because she's always on my case about stuff like that. Keeps my Dean and Sam honest.
Hey, it's me again - working my way through the chapters.
I love this part right here:
Education had never really mattered to Dean...a hole had opened up between them and this thing, this collection of courses and classes and assignments, lived at the bottom of it like a many-headed monster. Used to be that Sam was just smart, which was fine in the same way that Dean was good-looking or that their Dad was single-minded.
I like this description. Families do pigeon-hole each other this way. *nods*
You know, I remember writing that particular passage and hoping that it rang true. I know it happens in my family and these are the sorts of things that stick with us, whether you like it or not.
Old Rebel Yeller chapter 3?lorraine_gayleyNovember 25 2008, 20:35:57 UTC
Hi there, I've been enjoying this story, but can't seem to find chapter three...perhaps it's not available, but I thought I'd ask. I looked at your website, but wasn't able to download/read the story from there. I understand if it's not available, but the only next part I could find is chapter five, and I don't want to miss any of this story if possible! Thanks.
Re: Old Rebel Yeller chapter 3?big_pinkNovember 25 2008, 22:47:29 UTC
Heya. Is LJ playin' tricks on you? Of COURSE chapters 3-4 are available! Really! Go to my memories page and click on Old Rebel Yeller, and you'll get them all. Maybe I didn't tag them right? Mystifying. I'm sorry that the web site isn't letting you DOWNLOAD them either. Grrrrr. See if this link works, though (also available under my profile, click on memories).
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Sam, sometimes you are such a little brother...
Dean wasn’t built for worrying
And yet he does it, all the time. No wonder he's tired, poor noodle.
I love the "ghost stories around the campfire" feel. Except they're real. Which is creepier.
Dean inspected his for weevils, knowing that these guys were so not beyond putting them in just for effect.
This is when you know that Dean is intimately familiar with how this works. You've got smarts too, Dean!
It was a little disconcerting, to have someone listen to you as much as Dean did. He doubted he’d ever said a word that Dean hadn’t caught on some level.
Love. So true. LOVE.
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Okay, carry on...
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I love this part right here:
Education had never really mattered to Dean...a hole had opened up between them and this thing, this collection of courses and classes and assignments, lived at the bottom of it like a many-headed monster. Used to be that Sam was just smart, which was fine in the same way that Dean was good-looking or that their Dad was single-minded.
I like this description. Families do pigeon-hole each other this way. *nods*
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I was the foul-mouthed one.
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Oh, and also glad that you're enjoying the story!
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