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DEATH BY GECKOS!!
-A Sam and Dean tale
Sam: 7
Dean: 11
Sam, John and Dean were walking down the shopping centre. The pet store was now in sight that meant the hour stop to view the cats (1) and another hour for Sam to try to convince John to buy him one.
"Please, I want that one!" Sam cried out, pointing to the little black cat. John sighed and shook his head…again.
"It's black, that's bad luck you know that" John answered dully, staring at the cat. It seemed to be smiling at him. "Come on, we have to go"
THAT NIGHT!! (Said in a deep dark, long stretched out English accent)
Sam and Dean, sharing a room yet again. Travelling around, meant that they weren't allowed to have their own rooms. Dean was snoring slightly, and because of that, Sam was wide awake.
He heard a strange noise. Sort of like someone clicking their tongue, he jumped up in his bed. Shaking from the sudden breeze he stared intently at the window. John had left that evening to go hunt a Convent of witches.
Sam jumped out of his bed and ran over to Dean's bed, shaking Dean harshly. Dean woke with a start making Sam jump.
"What!" Dean hissed to Sam.
"I heard a noise, can I sleep with you?" Sam asked, glancing nervously around. Dean sighed but nodded, since they rarely had a parental figure, whenever Sam had a bad night sleep or got scared he instantly went to Dean.
Dean shuffled over, still half asleep. Even though Dean let him sleep in his bed he could still hear the sound of a clicking tongue. Dean was already deep asleep when Sam heard the noise again.
It was closer then last time, a lot closer. Sam moved closer to Dean for protection, even, though Dean was sleeping.
He calmed down, even though the noise continued to get closer. Soon when he was too drowsy to keep his eyes open, 'they' came for him!!
IN THE MORNING (Same tone as before)
Dean slowly woke, a good night sleep he thought. Though that brought to question as too why Sam hadn't woken him up, it was after all six thirty. The cartoons have begun, Dean yawned and sat up.
Dean turned in his bed not to find Sam, but instead in his place, thousands upon thousands of Geckos were (sleeping?) in Sam's place. In fact it was pretty clear that Sam was underneath all the Geckos…dead.
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"Why'd you have to have that story with me dieing again!?" Sam complained to Dean, Dean shrugged, with a smile.
"Couldn't help myself"
LATER THAT NIGHT (Same tone as before but lots of enthusiasm)
Sam could hear a far too familiar tongue clicking noise. That was it for Sam. He ran into John's room, though as soon as he left Dean burst into laughter…that was, until he saw four Gecko's climbing onto his bed.
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(1) Cats, the one animal that I know that loves to eat Gecko's. If you noticed the connection good work. See if they got the cat then Sam wouldn't have been eaten thus the end of the story there.
Note: I admit, I laughed…more then a bit. It's not my fault! The thought of Gecko's eating people was hilarious. (hehe) Anyway, this was fun for me to write so I really hope you like it.
