Author : Thunderbirdie
Genre: General/Humor
Rating: T, for the swearing
Pairing: Dean/Ellen (sort of)
Summary: It's just a simple hunting which requires complicated method
Disclaimer: Not mine. I ask God if I can have Dean and Castiel for birthday dinner guests this year and the answer is no. Darn!
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“Tell me again why we’re doing this?”
“Because I believe it’s gonna work.”
“Then why am I the one doing this?”
“Because the moment I walk into that door, she’ll shoot me into pieces.”
“No, I mean why am I the executor of this plan?”
“Because I planned it and you’re my little brother. That simple.”
“But what if….”
“Goddamn, Sam. Stop whining and just do it!”
Cursing under his breath about a sissy, coward, pain in the a*s big brother, Sam unfolded his long legs from the seat and started to walk to the door. His heart‘s drumming faster with each step, like a prisoner facing his hanging. He threw one last dirty look to his brother who mouthed “I’ll light a candle for you”.
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Rabu, 28 Oktober 2009
Fic: Permanent Goodbye
Author : Thunderbirdie
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/tragedy
Words: 2,152
Disclaimer: Those boys are the gorgeous creation of Eric Kripke. WB owns the show. Me? I wish I could deal with crossroad demon asking for Dean.
Summary: There's only one Winchester left...
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A pair of brown eyes watched the scene around them wildly. Darkness and destruction melted into one, hell on earth. Yet, it was really quiet. Too quiet for Sam Winchester’s liking. A quietness that indicated something ugly was there. He knew it. There’s an uneasiness at the bottom of his stomach, accompanied by his strong sense, that helped to clarify that.
Twenty feet to his left, he saw Castiel rose with difficulty from the ground, looking like a walking wounded. Uriel was beside him, assisting him to get on his feet.
So many questions whirling inside of his brain.
First thing first, he told himself, what the hell happened?
Sam dug deeper into his clouded memory and gasped when one name made its presence known, Alistair.
The name brought back another conscience.
He’s hurt. His right shoulder hurt. Not to mention he had a whopper of a headache.
Then one more thought intruded his mind. Sam’s heart leapt to his throat when he realized what that was.
Dean.
Rating: T
Genre: Angst/tragedy
Words: 2,152
Disclaimer: Those boys are the gorgeous creation of Eric Kripke. WB owns the show. Me? I wish I could deal with crossroad demon asking for Dean.
Summary: There's only one Winchester left...
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A pair of brown eyes watched the scene around them wildly. Darkness and destruction melted into one, hell on earth. Yet, it was really quiet. Too quiet for Sam Winchester’s liking. A quietness that indicated something ugly was there. He knew it. There’s an uneasiness at the bottom of his stomach, accompanied by his strong sense, that helped to clarify that.
Twenty feet to his left, he saw Castiel rose with difficulty from the ground, looking like a walking wounded. Uriel was beside him, assisting him to get on his feet.
So many questions whirling inside of his brain.
First thing first, he told himself, what the hell happened?
Sam dug deeper into his clouded memory and gasped when one name made its presence known, Alistair.
The name brought back another conscience.
He’s hurt. His right shoulder hurt. Not to mention he had a whopper of a headache.
Then one more thought intruded his mind. Sam’s heart leapt to his throat when he realized what that was.
Dean.
Fic: Lesson In Words
Author: Thunderbirdie
Summary:
Castiel should know better than taking English 101 Winchester’s style. Warning: some swearing (but honestly, people, what are the Winchesters without it?)
Genre: General/Humor
Sam was utterly, undeniably, unquestionably bored. He itched for a hunt, which was quite a surprise since it’s usually attributed to Dean-mister-trigger-happy-Winchester. Both hunters was passing a small Wisconsin town – most likely a village, according to Sam – when Dean pulled over at a Bel Aire Motel. What Sam thought an overnight stay had turned into a day – with Dean took his baby for over five hours to some place he wouldn’t tell Sam and came back like he had won a lottery – and was in threat for two.
“Dean, c’mon, man,” said Sam, stepping to block his brother from the old cartoon movie he’s watching, “We’ve got to move on.”
“Nah, love it here, Sammy. I can even move and settle here,” Dean kept his position on the couch, “Can you step aside? You kinda block my visibility here.”
“Look, I’ve got clues to hunts near here that can keep us busy,” Sam flipped through his folder, “Missing campers in Green Bay, Lake Huron area. Local police said possible bear attack. Sounds like wendigo to you?”
“Just some bunch of kids get lost. Unless one of them has sister as pretty as that Haley babe in Black Ridge, I’m not going.”
“Haunted mansion in Des Moines.”
“Sounds like Eddie Murphy’s movie.”
“You actually watched Disney movies?”
“You actually watched Oprah?”, Dean replied with a mock shocked expression.
Summary:
Castiel should know better than taking English 101 Winchester’s style. Warning: some swearing (but honestly, people, what are the Winchesters without it?)
Genre: General/Humor
Sam was utterly, undeniably, unquestionably bored. He itched for a hunt, which was quite a surprise since it’s usually attributed to Dean-mister-trigger-happy-Winchester. Both hunters was passing a small Wisconsin town – most likely a village, according to Sam – when Dean pulled over at a Bel Aire Motel. What Sam thought an overnight stay had turned into a day – with Dean took his baby for over five hours to some place he wouldn’t tell Sam and came back like he had won a lottery – and was in threat for two.
“Dean, c’mon, man,” said Sam, stepping to block his brother from the old cartoon movie he’s watching, “We’ve got to move on.”
“Nah, love it here, Sammy. I can even move and settle here,” Dean kept his position on the couch, “Can you step aside? You kinda block my visibility here.”
“Look, I’ve got clues to hunts near here that can keep us busy,” Sam flipped through his folder, “Missing campers in Green Bay, Lake Huron area. Local police said possible bear attack. Sounds like wendigo to you?”
“Just some bunch of kids get lost. Unless one of them has sister as pretty as that Haley babe in Black Ridge, I’m not going.”
“Haunted mansion in Des Moines.”
“Sounds like Eddie Murphy’s movie.”
“You actually watched Disney movies?”
“You actually watched Oprah?”, Dean replied with a mock shocked expression.
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