Title: Just do it.
Author: Enkidu07
Disclaimer: Disclaimed
Challenge Word: 'Shot'
Players: Enkidu07, Onyx Moonbeam, NC Girl
Rules: 100 words.
Invitation: Anyone want to play on the next word (yet to be decided on)?
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"Stop waving that thing around," Dean said in an amazing impersonation of a 7-year-old.
"Relax, Dean," Sam ordered, furrowing his brow as he tried to pull the anesthetic into the syringe. No bubbles marred the inside of the vial, so he switched tips and turned back to Dean, now armed.
Dean shifted uncomfortably, this time not from pain, a look of unease in his expressive eyes.
"Dean, it's just a shot. This'll sting; take a deep breath, all that jazz. Then you can rest while I stitch you up."
Dean still looked unsure.
"You trust me, dude?"
"Just do it."
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uhh... maybe breaking the rules, but 'shot' has so many possibilities and this one came to me in the shower and made me laugh... unrelated to the above drabble.
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Title: Wishes
Other: Same as above
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Sam had his eyes screwed shut and didn't hear Dean come out behind him.
"Dude?" Dean questioned.
Sam's eyes snapped open and he immediately reddened.
"I saw a shooting star… " He started to explain and then trailed off as Dean's eyebrows approached his hairline and his mouth quirked in amusement. "Thought it was worth a shot," he finished under his breath.
Dean leaned over and Sam cocked his head to see what he was doing. When he stood he had a dandelion poof clutched delicately between two fingers. He handed it over to Sam.
"Knock yourself out, college boy."
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end.