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DEW Challenge: A very Supernatural Christmas. An old friend of Dean's comes calling. 100-word drabble.
Written for the 'Drabbles Every Weekend' challenge at SPN BigPretzel on LiveJournal. You should come visit, I'm sure you've been good this year!
Krampusnacht
"He knows if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake!" – 'Santa Claus Is Comin' to Town'
Considering the sound of heavy pounding that echoed through the bunker, it was with considerable trepidation that Jack opened the door.
A hideous, horned, half-goat figure filled the entrance.
Before Jack could respond, Dean had appeared and forced himself between them. He shook the creature by one massive, sharp-taloned claw.
"Hey, Krampus. How's it hangin'?"
"Good boy," grumbled the creature, drooling dismissively in Jack's direction.
"Well, thank goodness for that," laughed Dean in relief, slapping Jack on the back. "Don't worry; old drinking buddy," he explained while pulling an exaggerated apology face.
"But whatever you do, don't wait up, kiddo."
A/N: Maybe he's a friend from the Deanmon days, or maybe they stayed in contact after the events of my story "Deck the Halls (of the Bunker)"
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