Word of the Week: cube
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Author's Note: Just for the record, I hated this week's word choice, until inspiration suddenly hit hard!
100 words on the nose, if you disregard my disclaimer and author's notes! Whoo-hoo!
"Well, you ready to admit it yet," asked Sam.
"What!? No, I'm not done yet," Dean said defensively from the backseat. "I've got a few more minutes left!"
"Better get moving, the bet was twenty minutes or less," Sam said as he threw the Impala into gear.
"Can't believe you're driving," Dean muttered.
"That's what happens when you sprain your knee, dumbass," Sam replied.
Dean sighed before he chucked the Rubik's cube out of the open window and said, "Stupid puzzle."
Sam laughed and said, "Told you that you couldn't do it with a concussion."
"Shut up Sam," Dean mumbled.
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Okay, just had to do a second one! Couldn't resist! Another 100 word blurb with 'cube', hope you like it!
"Dean, why are we watching this," Sam asked without looking up from the bag of burgers he was digging through.
"Cause it's a classic, that's why," Dean said through a mouthful of fries. "I mean look at this, the whole thing was filmed in twenty days, can you believe it?"
Sam glanced up at the television screen and shook his head before saying, "Yeah, I can. Looks like a terrible movie. Hand over the remote."
"No! We're watching Cube, I don't want to watch another of your crappy Hallmark movies about some painter," Dean exclaimed. "You've lost your remote privileges."
Okay, that was last one. Sorry! Couldn't decide which to use. Please leave a review! Thanks bunches!