Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of fiction based on the original creation of E. Kripke. All for fun.
E/O CHALLENGE
A/N: Based on that scene in "Bad Day at Black Rock."
WOW: tongue
Word count: 100 on the nose, baby!
"I lost my shoe." Puppy-face was in full effect.
"What the hell," Dean huffed.
Suddenly, his bad-ass – though little! – brother was helpless. Part of Dean – the shorter part – couldn't help but find this hilarious. However, he was still the big brother, so he'd have to get the damn shoe back.
Twenty minutes later, the storm cover was off and Dean was fishing out one very dirty, smelly, wet running shoe.
Sam still looked woebegone.
"Well, little brother, there you go."
Dean dropped the disgusting shoe in his brother's hand.
"Thanks, Dean."
"I guess you should have held your tongue, huh?"