It happened so fast, so fucking fast. One completely out of character remark from Sam, probably due to his anger seeing that the witch had sliced Dean's forearm open causing blood to spill onto the floor. "You curse like a girl", he'd sneered at the woman, as he readied himself to end her. Just before she disappeared into thin air, she replied with a laugh, "A girl! Yes! I'll make you bleed too
( ... )
Sam opened his eyes - her eyes - Dean was already not sure what kind of pronouns he was supposed to use. Almost more than the physical changes, he was completely unprepared for Sam's voice when he stirred, realized something was off, shook the hair out of his face and looked down at his new rack, saying, "What the fuck?" in a voice that was decidedly not his.
"That witch, I know, you felt fine last night but...this has to be her. She must have cursed you into...into, uh...whatever this-"
And then Dean stopped talking because his brother burst into tears.
Through the sobs, Dean managed to recognize a few phrases.
“How could she do this to me?”
“I can’t just be - it’s not - not fair, it’s so meanClutching his breasts (and how fucked up was that just all by itself), “They hurt. God, they hurt, they feel so fucking heavy, that can’t be like a regular girl, right? She made me a girl with weird hurty boobs
( ... )
When Dean outlined his theory, Sam just started to cry again. And ok, he never had a sister before, but he knew how to deal with this. Telling Sam he was going to make a run to the store, he handed him the box of Kleenex that was sitting on the counter by the sink and said, “Just try to take it easy. We’re going to fix this, I swear. But just in case I can’t fix it before - well, you know, before you…anyway, I’m gonna go get some things you might need. Is there anything you want?”
“No”, Sam pouted.
“Wait, yes. A bag of those chocolate-covered pretzels, the kind in the blue bag. Not the white bag, the blue one. And some popsicles. And a magazine. (Dean hadn’t seen Sam read a magazine…well, ever) Oh, and an iced coffee. A big one
( ... )
Brilliant! I loved it!. ♥ I'm adding that to my mems. That was a brilliant fill. I laughed my arse off during it but Dean is awesome anytime, especially when Sam is hurt. Oh thank you for filling my prompt. This was Epic. ☺
I'm thrilled that you liked it. I've never tackled a "one of them turns into a girl" story before, so I thought I'd give it a shot. Glad it turned out good :)
Hahahahaha I read this when you posted it and just re-read it. Still hilarious. Oh, those witches! Dean's going to make that one pay for messing with his Samantha. And Sam dealing with that brand of hurt for the first time was too funny and realistic (well, a realistic reaction for a guy to have, at least). Dean's a good boy to sit through a Lifetime channel movie with him; even I wouldn't do that. LOL
It happened so fast, so fucking fast. One completely out of character remark from Sam, probably due to his anger seeing that the witch had sliced Dean's forearm open causing blood to spill onto the floor. "You curse like a girl", he'd sneered at the woman, as he readied himself to end her. Just before she disappeared into thin air, she replied with a laugh, "A girl! Yes! I'll make you bleed too ( ... )
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Sam opened his eyes - her eyes - Dean was already not sure what kind of pronouns he was supposed to use. Almost more than the physical changes, he was completely unprepared for Sam's voice when he stirred, realized something was off, shook the hair out of his face and looked down at his new rack, saying, "What the fuck?" in a voice that was decidedly not his.
"That witch, I know, you felt fine last night but...this has to be her. She must have cursed you into...into, uh...whatever this-"
And then Dean stopped talking because his brother burst into tears.
Through the sobs, Dean managed to recognize a few phrases.
“How could she do this to me?”
“I can’t just be - it’s not - not fair, it’s so meanClutching his breasts (and how fucked up was that just all by itself), “They hurt. God, they hurt, they feel so fucking heavy, that can’t be like a regular girl, right? She made me a girl with weird hurty boobs ( ... )
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When Dean outlined his theory, Sam just started to cry again. And ok, he never had a sister before, but he knew how to deal with this. Telling Sam he was going to make a run to the store, he handed him the box of Kleenex that was sitting on the counter by the sink and said, “Just try to take it easy. We’re going to fix this, I swear. But just in case I can’t fix it before - well, you know, before you…anyway, I’m gonna go get some things you might need. Is there anything you want?”
“No”, Sam pouted.
“Wait, yes. A bag of those chocolate-covered pretzels, the kind in the blue bag. Not the white bag, the blue one. And some popsicles. And a magazine. (Dean hadn’t seen Sam read a magazine…well, ever) Oh, and an iced coffee. A big one ( ... )
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