Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge - Happy Birthday, NewspaperTaxis.
Prompt word: dust
Word Count: 100 words on the dot.
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Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.
Twisted
By: Vanessa Sgroi
The supernaturally-charged tornado of dust and debris approached fast, much faster than he could move. Dean was swept up in the vortex. Spinning. Tumbling. Spinning. Dean grunted and yelped as pieces of detritus slammed into him.
The twister dissipated with a final angry whoosh, leaving Dean to crash to the floor from vaulted ceiling height with a breathless scream. A flurry of books and papers landed on and around him.
Sam was at his side in an instant. "Dean!" Watery, wide green eyes blinked owlishly at him.
"Ow. Shit." Dean choked out. "Something's broken, Sammy."
Sam gulped. "Back?"
"N-N-No. But something. Gimme a minute."
Fin