Disclaimer: I own Katie. That's about it. Set in Katie's AU.
Wax On, Wax Off, a one-shot
Katie Winchester flinched as she tugged on the offending paper strip. At the burning pain that followed, she quickly stopped. I think it's safe to say this was a bad idea.
Irritably, she yanked on it hard before yelping in pain. The thirteen-year-old swore and clapped a hand over her mouth. Please don't hear; please don't ask what I'm doing.
No such luck. "Katie? Sweetie, you've been in the bathroom for a long time now. Are you feeling okay?" Go away Uncle Sammy, I'm fine. "Answer me Katie!" Okay, he was starting to sound a little worried.
"I'm fine Uncle Sammy. I'm just doing…girl stuff…" Katie winced as her voice caught on the lie. Just go away.
Apparently Uncle Sammy had caught her lie. "Dean! Your kid's hogging the bathroom!"
Crap, now he'd gotten her dad's attention. Yep, officially a bad idea. The door rattled as her father tried the knob. "You okay baby? You didn't fall in or anything?" Awkward laugh. Oh god, just go away.
Sighing, she got up. "Daddy?" She opened the door and pointed to the wax strips decorating her legs. "I think this was a bad idea."
-FIN-