The Ghost of Christmas Presents
E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: Belt
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Twas the night before Christmas and not a mouse was stirring –
Nope, but Dean wished it had been a frigging mouse, as the angry spirit belted him one way and his salt-loaded shotgun the other. He crashed into the ornate mirror over the fireplace, landed on all fours in a shower of silvered shards, each one reflecting Christmas tree lights and his dazed freckled face.
Very pretty.
A loud explosion – shotgun blast. The spirit screamed, evaporated. A large hand was thrust in Dean's face, offering a pull up. He grasped it, staggered to his feet.
"Happy Christmas, Dean!"
"Thanks, Bro.'"
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