Protruding Object
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~ Oh my, would the boys be in trouble if I had a say... Just one word: SFTCOL(AR)S
A/N: Response to Enkidu07 and the gang’s Drabble Challenge. Thanks for letting me participate.
~ And muchísimas gracias to my twin sister twinchy for the beta!
First Published: 18/01/2009
Summary:
“This isn’t exactly a scratch. Somehow I doubt a band-aid will make do here.”
Prompt: wrench
“I don’t know, Dean,” Sam pleaded, giving his brother the full puppy-dog eyes treatment, waterworks and all, “can’t we just, you know, wrench out the wrench?” He giggled a little hysterically at the pun.
“Have you totally lost it?” the older Winchester asked. “I know you’d hit your head on that bookshelf too but I never realized it was this serious.”
Sam huffed indignantly, still fidgeting nervously with the protruding end of the tool.
“C’mon, Sammy, this isn’t exactly a scratch. You’ve got a god damn wrench embedded in your neck. Somehow I doubt a band-aid will make do here.”
The End
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~ Oh my, would the boys be in trouble if I had a say... Just one word: SFTCOL(AR)S
A/N: Response to Enkidu07 and the gang’s Drabble Challenge. Thanks for letting me participate.
~ And muchísimas gracias to my twin sister twinchy for the beta!
First Published: 18/01/2009
Summary:
“This isn’t exactly a scratch. Somehow I doubt a band-aid will make do here.”
Prompt: wrench
“I don’t know, Dean,” Sam pleaded, giving his brother the full puppy-dog eyes treatment, waterworks and all, “can’t we just, you know, wrench out the wrench?” He giggled a little hysterically at the pun.
“Have you totally lost it?” the older Winchester asked. “I know you’d hit your head on that bookshelf too but I never realized it was this serious.”
Sam huffed indignantly, still fidgeting nervously with the protruding end of the tool.
“C’mon, Sammy, this isn’t exactly a scratch. You’ve got a god damn wrench embedded in your neck. Somehow I doubt a band-aid will make do here.”
The End
.