A.N: E/O Challenge WOW: Clear. Happy Birthday Paulathecat! You wanted more humor, less angst, you got it! Happy Birthday The Tribble Master, you wanted international boys, you got it! Sorry I couldn't fit the 'real' Nessie in here (I tried just not enough words LOL), Hope you all like. I used 200 words this week to be able to fit it both requests. Just a bit of fun for those of us still reeling from Friday's episode, no spoilers, no winchest.
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
It's clear within a matter of seconds that Dean is nowhere near drunk enough to be seeing what he is seeing.
He squints at the being before him. Nope…still there.
"Hey Sam!"
Sam has been sulking in the Impala ever since they landed from the metal death trap. A plane ride made much more tolerable by Dean's exorbitant amount of alcohol consumption.
"SAM!"
His brother's shaggy head pokes out from the window. "What?"
"Come over here for a minute would ya?"
Sam sighs. "I'm doing research. Remember the banshee we came here for?"
Dean casts his eyes back to the creature. "Forget research, come here!"
The familiar creak of his baby's car signifies Sam giving in. "I'm working. One of us needs to be able to solve this case."
"Dude, could you dial down the bitchface for a minute?"
"Dean,"
"Look at that."
"What?"
"That!"
"What am I looking at Dean?"
"You really need me to tell you college boy? Fine, that is a creature of legend and mystery."
Sam reaches for the object. "That, is a stick."
Dean takes the stick from his hand, staring sullenly at it. "Son of a bitch!"
"How drunk are you?"
"Shut up Sam."