Author's note: Two words drabble challenge: "bandage" and "sizzle"
Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural, Erik Kripke does
Bandage and Sizzle
"MAN, I am so HOT, ladies, over HEE-ERE!". Sam's voice echoed cheerfully through the dark cemetery and Dean gritted his teeth. He wished he had taken a bandage from the first-aid-kit to gag his brother before they left the car.
There had been a little accident in the ghostbusting business earlier that night. The mischievous ghost had turned out to be not a monster out for revenge, which the fearful family had thought, but a light-hearted teenage boy, determined to get his allotted life span on earth and make the most of it. He had also been high on drugs when he had passed, and it didn't seem as though it had worn off in death.
Sam, ever too compassionate for his own good, had inadvertently bonded with the spirit and now Dean towed both of them, in one body, to a "late night party".
"YEAH you ARE, and speaking of hot, I will show you a really neat trick" Dean said in a loud, friendly voice. "Have you ever poured salt on a fire? It SIZZLES and makes the flames BLUE!"
