Drabble A Day: April 3rd
Title: Steamrollers
Disclaimer: None you know are belong to us.
Warnings: non-graphic happy violence; slightly evil boys?; unbeta'ed
Characters: Sam, Dean
Rating: G?
Wordcount: ~170
Spoilers: none that I know of.
A/N: Apparently, the Muse is now in love with happy!boys. Of course. Though She's whispering of evil!boys, too...
The bottle breaks the bar into a brawl, words wasted in the violence that follows. There's no finesse in the fists, no skill in the kicks thrown the boys' way; they give as good as they get and then some, smile on their lips, ease in their steps.
It doesn't matter why it begins; who, what, where. They do it because they want to, provoke with a hand or a word or a kiss, just to taste the blood, feel the rush, vent the energy. If they wanted a challenge, they'd chase each other, and that's a completely different game. If they wanted a workout, they'd grab a ghost, dance with a demon, answer an angel. All this is, is fun.
Alas, all good things must end. But when it does, they're already gone, laughing and loose.
Now I'm off to watch 4x18. And sleep. The Sun's lovely, but a whole day spent outside is straining. :p