I'll be making two fic posts today. First up, holiday drabbles. A word of note though: I made edits before printing them, but forgot to save the changes into my archived version, so if the slip you received is a little bit different than what's posted here, um, sorry!
For
agt_spooky:
How 'bout...J2 and hot chocolate.
There’s a specific way Jensen likes his hot chocolate, and Jared’s done his best to get it right. Forget those instant cocoa packets. He likes the homemade stuff, with milk instead of water. He wants only a handful of mini marshmallows, so they melt without getting in the way of taking a sip. A shake of nutmeg and two of cinnamon.
Jared nearly has it down, with one small exception.
“Fuck!”
He has a habit of making it too hot, and Jensen burns the hell out of his tongue every time.
It’s okay. Jared always gets to kiss it better.
For
one_2_3_4:
And a prompt! J2, Christmas carols.
Jared has a habit of humming Christmas carols without even knowing it. Unfortunately, he does it all year long.
Jingle Bells while cleaning the kitchen. O Tannenbaum in between shooting scenes. The Twelve Days of Christmas while walking down the aisles at the store. Deck the Halls in the shower.
It’s a bit maddening, and people tend to looks at him oddly when he does it.
Those odd looks intensify when Jensen joins in with him, especially when they both belt out, “five golden rings” as loudly as they can.
And Jensen adds the perfect harmony to Deck the Halls.
For
wendy:
More superhero AU! Timestamp for The Life and Times of Lois Lane.
Christmas is the only holiday Jensen and Jared don’t spend together. It’s a tradition that has gone on for years, ever since Samson made his official appearance.
That first Christmas, they woke up and found the letter to the editor in the morning edition of the paper, addressed to Samson. They didn’t even discuss it; Jared just threw on his costume and climbed out their window.
So, they never spend Christmas Day together. But every children’s hospital in the greater Austin area gets a visit from Samson, complete with gifts donated by a local charity.
There’s always Christmas Eve, anyway.
For
dahliablue:
I wouldn't say no to another Metallicar drabble if you think you have one in you. :)
She’s parked in the scrap yard when he shows up.
“I’ll never hear the end of it if he catches me,” her boy says, and if asked she would swear she felt his hand brush against her roof.
He bends down, and she knows where he’s looking. The toy had itched for the first year after her boy had placed it there, but now it feels more like jewelry, unnoticed unless she thinks about it.
He pauses for a moment, staring. Then he pats her roof again, more confidently this time. “I didn’t say it before, but thank you, girl.”
For
wordplay__: From episode 6.10 - Caged Heat.
I wouldn't mind further LULZ from this past episode's convo between the three boys. Y'know, THAT convo.
“Dude, turn it off already.”
“But I want to see what happens next.”
“You know, Dean, it’s not that bad.”
“Oh, shut it, Pinocchio. You’re the last person who gets to tell me what feels uncomfortable or not.”
“How is it any different than us watching that film Gabriel left us?”
“Simple, we turned it off. As in, it wasn’t two dudes watching porn together.”
“I don’t understand. There hasn’t been any indication that there was a problem with her plumbing. Why is the plumber there, and why is the pizza guy letting him in?”
“Damn it, Cas! Shut up!”