Prompt: "rain"
From: light within the shadows
Word count: 406
Rating: T
Genre: Family/Humour
Characters: Sam, Dean
A/N: I'm going to be using the same prompts for different fandoms. I get several different ideas for different prompts, and I want to expand my creative abilities (meager as they may be).
"Rain"
Sam came out of sleep to the sounds of something he hadn't heard in a long time. A woman sounding like a demented rabbit was obviously having a very good time.
"Dammit Dean…" he swore, sitting up and glaring at his older brother. His older sibling was seated at the small table near the window, through which he could see water assaulting the earth. The curtains were drawn back, and it would have been very picturesque had Dean not been in the foreground viewing porn. On his laptop.
Stretching, he leaned over to look at the clock. He groaned when he realized the time. "Dude, it's like eight o'clock." He renewed his glare, and this time Dean looked up with a grin.
"Sorry Sammy, but this one is awesome. 'Edgar does the Easter Bunny'." He chucked lewdly. "Ah, where do they come up with this shit." He paused. "I can use headphones if you need some more beauty sleep." Sam stared at him like he had lost his mind.
"Dean, in case you haven't forgotten, we're sort of on this quest to hunt down and kill- how did you put it?- evil sons of bitches. You usually get in my face if I'm not up by six; and now you're content to sit around in your underwear and watch porn?" Sam reminded him incredulously.
Dean couldn't help but smirk. "And drink beer."
"And drink beer." Sam repeated, disbelief and a demand for an explanation written on his angular features.
Dean shook his head, leaning back languidly in his chair. "You know what Sammy? The evil sons of bitches can kiss my ass. It's raining lions and dingoes out there, and I need a break. So shut up, read your books, and relax. The Winchester boys are taking rainy day."
"Dude, I think you can only take sick days." Sam pointed out.
"Says who? The angels? Well I don't see Cas' telling me otherwise, so we're taking a rainy day." He looked so determined; Sam couldn't help but absorb some of his enthusiasm.
"Alright. Toss me a beer." He ordered, and Dean smiled proudly.
"Thanks my boy!" he cheered, and tossed Sam a bottle. He popped the top, and
downed it, bitter liquid soaking his throat like the rain soaked the earth.
Rain was supposed to be depressing and dreary. But to the brothers, rain was a
welcome respite from their troubles, if only for a day.
~Fin..