Title: E/O Challenge - Dulcet Tones Of Kathy Mattea
Author: Laedie Duske
Disclaimer: Don't own, no matter how much I beg and plead.
Word Count: 100 exactly
Warnings: Swears (aren't there always?)
Spoilers: None
Featured Word: Eighteen - my muse is pissed at me today. It's been a hell of a week and he's refusing to help with either my original piece or any of the SPN stories. Near as I can tell, he wants me to take a nap, but that's so not happening. Gonna have to bribe him I guess. Meanwhile, here's my half-assed offering for the week - probably not my worst, but definitely not my best either. Also, I have nothing against Kathy Mattea or the song. Dean's just cranky. Or channeling my muse. Who knows.
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Sam smirked at Dean's pained grimace as they walked through the door, twangy notes of Eighteen Wheels And A Dozen Roses playing at nearly ear-bleed levels over the cheap sound system.
"Man," Dean moaned, "why do they have to take a perfectly good bar and ruin it with that shitty music?"
"Lucky for both of us we don't have to stay long. Just get the info and get out."
"I thought you liked this sappy music?"
Sam glared. "I don't know which hurts my ears worse - the music in here or your whining like a girl."
Dean just snickered.