Supernatural: First Grade Fire Safety
Summary: A rough day at school.
Characters: Sam, Dean
Story notes: Weechester. No, I’m not normally a drabbler- funny you should ask ;) -nor am I likely to become one on any sort of regular basis. Consider this a fulfillment of a personal goal. Words: 101
Disclaimer: No, the characters are not mine, and…
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First Grade Fire Safety
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The tears were thick and heavy and tacked all over Sam’s face. He had a rip in his shirt and blood below his nose. He pumped one foot back and forth, toe of his sneaker barely skidding the floor.
Mrs. Hobby stood, smiled kindly at Dean, and stepped out the door.
Dean dropped his backpack and sat in the cold plastic next to Sammy’s snuffling form. He had fire in his stomach and a hollow sensation everywhere else. Sam’s hot neck made his fingers feel icy.
Sam sniffed. “At recess… Josh said Mom was too stupid to stop, drop, and roll.”
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