The Give and Take-Out, Sam and Dean, PG

[kimonkey7]

Title: The Give and Take-Out
Author: kimonkey7
Pairing/Characters: Sam and Dean gen.
POV: both
Word Count: 1031
Rating: PG for a little language
Spoilers: none
Summary: Sacrifice and cuisine.

“What’s ‘foy grass’?”

“What?”

“’Foy grass.’ It says the burger has ‘foy grass’ on it.”

Sam scanned the menu, a little smile growing on his lips. “’Fwah gwah

Comments

[kimonkey7]

You figure our boys have to have a little impractical good luck once in a while, right? It only seems fair.

So glad you enjoyed this! Thanks.

[kimonkey7]

Thanks for READING it.

And, yeah, I'm with Dean and you on this one. No organs on the beef.

I love writing the brothers. The characters are just so FUN and WONDERFUL and SQUEE-inducing, and...yeah. :D

[iamzulma]

AWW! that was just adorable!!! dean all uncomfy in an expensive restaurant and mispronouncing the entrees on the menu! so darling, so natural this fic is. thank you for sharing! i needed a good laugh today. :))

[kimonkey7]

I'm so happy to have been able to be the bringer of the laugh. Yay!

I don't imagine Dean uncomfortbale in a lot of places, but a nice French restaurant seems way out of his zone. Unless there was a hot waitress.

Thanks for reading!

[iamzulma]

Yes, you did indeed bring the laughter! And I thank you immensely for that... the heatwave is making me all sorts of cranky and lethargic!

I hope you write more in this fandom! :)

[kimonkey7]

*puts on shameless pimp hat*

Um, I DO have a couple of other fics in this fandom...a one-shot that I'm going to be going back to - making it into a multi-chapter, and one multi-chapter that will be complete this week. You can find them here: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/976370/

[tsuki_no_bara]

actually, sam, is IS "foy grah," but we're not going to quibble because you are so damn cute with your culture and sophisticated palate, and your brother is adorable with his black velvet "art" and his happy dance of lottery ticket, and you, sam winchester, are a fabulous brother for not making him suffer a fancy french restaurant where they mix the animals and put goose liver on top of perfectly good beef.

ie, i loved this. ^_^

[kimonkey7]

*hugs the brothers* I love how they love, without really saying it. Just doing it. Aw, Sammy...Aw, Dean.

*sighs*

I'm glad you enjoyed this. Thanks for your comments. :D

[iamstealthyone]

I really liked this. :) Great job with the characterizations, and I loved that Sam decided to eat someplace more Dean’s style. *pets Sam*

Favorite lines:

“I mean, what is it with rich people mixin’ the animals, Sammy? Cows and geese and goats? It’s fuckin’ weird.”

LOL! That’s just so Dean to say.

It had been difficult for Sam, though, to remain quiet when Dean had spent $75 playing skeeball at a parking lot carnival they’d passed. And harder still when his brother had blown $40 on a black velvet painting of the Metallica - Master of Puppets album.

*snickers* Yeah, that sounds about right.

Dean had at least spent the remaining $385 on a low end CD player for the Impala and a cassette to CD upgrade of about twenty of his favorite albums.

Well, at least he did something good with some of the money.

Which meant he was constantly playing them. Loudly. And shouting about the improved sound quality. Like Sam had never mentioned the crap Luddite cassettes before. Like Dean HIMSELF had discovered CDs.

LOL!

So Sam felt perfectly

[kimonkey7]

I like to imagine, the next town they hit, Sam finds some basement Arthur Murray Dance Studio with an ancient instructor...and makes DEAN learn to dance by himself. Just for kicks.

*giggles*

Really glad you enjoyed this. Thanks for reading.

[iamstealthyone]

I like to imagine, the next town they hit, Sam finds some basement Arthur Murray Dance Studio with an ancient instructor...and makes DEAN learn to dance by himself. Just for kicks.

LOL! And Dean learns while shirtless.

*pauses*

Wait, that would be my wish, not Sam's.

*snickers*

[kimonkey7]

Wait. I didn't know we were sharing. Because I also like to imagine Dean shirtless. And pants-less. Dancing. Or even just, you know, standing there. Sort of silhouetted by an orangey-yellow stream of sun light and--

*blushes*

Yeah. Sorry.

Heh. Not really, though. Sorry, I mean.

GAH!

:D