E/O Challenge Word: Skunk
Title: Jail Bait Summary: The old adage, "you draw more flies with honey than you do with vinegar" was never intended for hunters.
This was written several months ago when this site was being wonky and not letting me post new fics. I'd temporarily added it to my general drabbles thread at that time, but need to give move it to its rightful place.
Grimacing, Dean holds the vial delicately between two fingertips. "Gross. What's this, your aftershave? Smells like skunk."
"No, Dean. That's an infusion of Rafflesia, Tulbaghia, Drakondia, and..."
"What, what, and what?"
"Smelly plants... and rosemary."
"Rosemary?"
"Yeah. The combination is supposed to... uh... mimic the scent emitted by females in heat."
"This? Come on! This stuff's rank."
"Yeah, well, Bobby guarantees it'll attract the male."
"Whatever. Let's just get this over with." Dean douses himself, gagging from the stench, "This better work."
"Let's go, Pepe Le Pew. If he gets fresh with you, kick him in the balls."
"Shut up."