Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of UGC based on the original by E. Kripke.

E/O CHALLENGE

WoW: crack

Word Count: 100 on the nose, baby!


"Hurry up, Sam. It's gonna be all gone by the time we get there. Those long legs ought to be good for something," Dean hurried ahead, sweating now in the southern heat.

People were starting to step more quickly out of the way and give them a wider berth on the sidewalk. One couple took one look at Dean's desperate face and posture and crossed the street.

"Dude, seriously, chill out," Sam growled at his brother, snatching at his jacket to slow him down.

"Sam, c'mon!" Dean yanked his arm free and barreled ahead.

"Dean! It's just pie! Not crack!"