E/O Challenge: Skunk
An incredibly HAPPY BIRTHDAY for Mad Server, who is spending this day in Brazil. At Carnivale. And yet, still wants presents from the rest of us!
No spoilers, not season specific.


They'd separated when Dean got the first hint of sulfur in a fetid breath of air. He spun in place, eyes narrowed. Not a kelpie in the swamp, then.

Movement to his left. A tickle in his throat. Sulfur again. Cupping filthy hands to his mouth, Dean bellowed, "Sam! Back to the car! SAM!"

An answering shout, and Dean was splashing back to the Impala. Sam arrived after Dean was waist deep in the trunk. He emerged, clutching a baggie.

"Here. Load a gun with these."

"These look like wood."

"Special. For Skunk apes."

"What?"

He sneezed, twice. "Trust me."


Thanks to Scotia for the idea and general rooting and humor as always. I'm cheating on this one because I need a good sneeze for the mighty Mad Server, so I'm using a monster from my fic, Canaveral, to which Dean is particularly allergic.