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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: 10/02/2014
Summary:
Bobby was still waiting for a plausible explanation, though plausible was probably stretching it a bit.
Prompt: trash
“What the hell happened to this place?!” Bobby stared at the rubble in disbelief. “You two idjits said something about things getting messy but I didn’t figure Caspar trashed the room like this.”
“It wasn’t exactly the spirit,” Dean allowed.
“Yeah,” Sam chimed in from the far side of what used to be a hotel room, “that went down pretty unspectacularly in the end.”
Bobby looked at the boys expectantly.
“Well, the room was more a casualty of our ‘friendly’ neighbour who felt he needed to make it a point how he didn’t appreciate the noise from ganking the spirit.”
The End
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