Disclaimer: I own nothing. I make nothing. My thanks to Kripke for the loan of his toys.
A/N: This is a requested Drabble for Bambers who is currently living in the hell of silence.
100 words bang on!
Bam.
Just like that.
And he was in Hell.
Silence.
Almost. There was still the throaty rumble and the sound of breathing beside him.
And? No. Dean couldn't be hearing that.
Laughter?
Dean's head whipped to the side. Definitely a smile.
"Do you find this funny," he growled.
"Not any more," accompanied the sobering face.
"Good. Wouldn't want to have to end you."
Dean glared at his brother and then at the stereo. The stereo that just stopped working. No tape. No radio. Nothing.
Just silence. Except…
"Dude! You are not trying to sing, are you?"
Disgruntled huff.
Yup.
Hell.
A/N: Is there a support group for drabblers? I think I am totally hooked. Thank God I have to be away from my computer for the whole day! Please tell me this was ok?? Funny? Stupid? Should I quit cold turkey?