Tittle: Arbor Day
Challenge: shoe
Bamf Beta: enviousxbeauty
Disclaimer: They're Kripkie's, not mine.
A/N: Y'all are a bunch of addicts. Don't lie. I read. Seems t'me we, us as a motley group of fanfic writers, have an unhealthy addiction to throwing our darlings against trees. You've written it. You've read it. And I purpose, the problem isn't us ...but something much more sinsiter that encourages the flinging of Winchesters (aside from the h/c that follows)...
Trees loved Dean. Some people celebrated Arbor Day, but not with as much enjoyment as Trees celebrated Winchester Day. According to them every day was Winchester Day. A holiday where they encouraged every beastie they could find to toss a Winchester to them.
Dean leaned heavily on Sam. They limped out of the graveyard. One celebratory Oak watched them leave. Dean was sporting bruises from being used as tonight's party favor.
Sam, busy helping, didn't see the roots his shoe caught hold of. He tripped, falling into gleeful bushes. Dean fell with him. They laid there cursing.
The Oak applauded.