DOG-GONE IT!
WOW: mad. There's a new occupant in the bunker - he really needs to learn some house rules!
Disclaimer: I don't own them
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"DAMNIT SAM!"
Sam snatched up the tiny puppy between his big hands, lifting the little being to his face, smiling as it wriggled ineffectively in his gentle grip. It gazed back, midnight blue eyes staring out from the soft fawn fur of its little face.
Sam chuckled as a tiny pink tongue flicked out and licked his nose. "No," he spluttered; fighting not to laugh; "naughty! Dean'll go mad if you do it again!"
The little pup yipped happily.
Dean scowled, turning to the smirking redhead behind them.
"Okay Rowena, you've had your goddamn fun, now change Cas back before he pisses on my boot again!"
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