Title. Cherries Jubilee
Author: Supernoodle.
Disclaimer: As always, sadly, I only own the order that the words are written in.
Challenge Phrase: Pony.
Posted: 18th Nov 09
Word Count: This is a double-drabble – so 200 words it is!
A/N: Some sickly, strep-throaty Sammy as requested by IheartSam7. Might be sillier than you were expecting, but I hope you enjoy it anyway :-)
"You know, you really don't look so good, Sammy."
Sam's eyes slid drowsily round to look at his brother. He'd woken with the headache from hell, the aches had started ten miles past Barstow and his throat – well, sore didn't even begin to describe it. He opened his mouth to insist that he was fine, then changed his mind about speaking and shrugged feebly instead, pulling his hoodie tighter around his shoulders.
He felt like crap on a stick and Dean knew it.
Dean frowned, reached over, hand to forehead then pulled the Impala over onto the shoulder. "Wait here." He said, getting out the car and after a moment rummaging around in the trunk, he slid back in beside Sam. In his hand he held their thermometer – the one Sam had bought a few months back when Dean had come down with a dose of the flu. The only one they'd had in the whole damn store.
The bright pink "My Little Pony" thermometer.
Dean stuck it in Sam's ear, waited for the beep, then scrutinised the results in the failing dusk light.
"One-hundred and two, Dude. Not so good. Cherries Jubilee says we should go find a doctor."