Happy Birthday, Kati! Thanks for the nudges. I couldn't say no a second time. Well, I could, but didn't. Herewith, a double drabble to help break the writing/posting freeze I've been in.
Word of the week: Use an animal
Word count: 100 in each of two drabbles
AN: Sorry to have been away so long. I thank everyone so much for their reviews and favorites. It's been inspiring. RL has been a bear for a while. I hope it's getting better!
Dean painfully raised his head, watched Sam, his baby brother Sammy, lift a rawhead over his head…and crush it.
"Sam", he rasped, "you're my hero."
Sam eye-rolled. "Shut up."
"You're an animal!" Dean clasped his hands worshipfully.
Sam ran rough fingers over Dean. "Did it get you?"
"Nah." Reconsidering, "Yeah, a little." Bleary eyes on his brother, Dean blurted, concussion-honest, "When'd you get so big?" Realized what he said. Should have bitten his tongue.
Sam thought: Stanford, Hell, himself soulless. He managed something like a smile. "Same time you were getting so freaking old."
Dean snorted, breathed deep. "Seriously, thanks."
"Welcome."
Please read Chapter 2.