Word of the Week: growl

Word Count: 100

"I know I heard something," Dean said.

"We are the only one's here," Sam replied. "No one even knows where this place is."

"I know what I heard," Dean argued, pulling his .45 from his robe pocket. "It was a definite growl."

Sam rolled his eyes and kneeled down. "So I'm looking under the bed for the boogie man?"

"Whatever it is, run it out at me, I'll shoot it," Dean snapped.

Sam lifted the bed sheet and jumped as a mouse ran past. "Shoot it, oh mighty warrior! Your growling beast awaits," he laughed.

"Shut up, Sammy," Dean mumbled.

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