E/O Challenge: Green
Two drabbles this week because I wanted both boys to have a green moment.
Word count: 100 each, unrelated this time
"Sam?"
Sam called back toward the open motel door. "Almost done with the car."
"It's not supposed to be green, is it?"
"What? Probably not. Trash it."
"'kay."
Monster ichor removed and the car back to its usual luster, Sam walked into the room. "Why were you cleaning out the fridge? Dean?"
A muffled 'Here' led to the bathroom. Eyes fever-bright, scrubbing his wound raw, Dean sat in a welter of bloody bandages and alcohol wipes. "Won't trash."
"Shit, I didn't mean, God, your leg… Dean, it's not green anymore."
"Y'sure?" His brother squinted. "Was."
"Just red now, I promise."
Please read chapter 2.
