Title: Lunchtime Larceny
Author: HalfshellVenus
Characters: Sam and Dean (Gen, Humor, Drabble)
Rating: K
Summary: Flexibility and creativity, and a credit card. That's all you need.
Author's Notes: A belated offering for dotfic's birthday! Dot wanted the boys doing something cooperative together, with a side of snark.
Also for supernatural100, this is "Hunger."
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"We've been driving for hours, and there's no place to eat," Dean complained.
The back highways of the Southwest offered little but cactus and lizards, neither of which added up to hamburger.
"There's a store ahead," Sam pointed.
"Okay!" Dean parked and exited the car in a single motion.
His arms were already full of food when Sam came in. "There's no microwave…" Dean's tone said there was no Santa Claus, either.
"That's okay."
Sam's solution was economical and expedient.
"You stole from a motel," Dean said gleefully.
"They're hangers, Dean, not chandeliers."
"Damn good weenie-roasters too."
"Exactly. Ketchup?"
"Please."
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