Title: Restock
Author: ShaedowCat
Beta: Melikins
Characters: Dean, Sam
Pairing: None
Rating: PG / K
Genre: Supernatural
Disclaimer: I own them notteth...prithy, do not sueth.
Feedback: Is made of awesome
Summary: Salt...check. Silver bullets...check. Holy water...check.
Warning: None I can think of...unless you seriously don't know that the boys use rock salt and silver bullets and stuff.
Notes: A request fic for Poaetpainter. Their actual request was: Re-stocking their supplies? (buying bulk salt might seem kinda strange ya know)...I hope I have done it justice.
This would've been longer...except my brain wouldn't co-operate. The fact that these each resolved themselves into exact drabbles (i.e. 100 words each) is a little strange, but meh. Whatever works.
P.S. Could not for the life of me think of a decent title for this fic...finally settled on Restock because that's what they're doing...restocking.
Salt
Salt is by far the easiest thing on their list to procure. Walk into a store, by a couple of few bags, pay up, and get the hell out. Sure, they get a few weird looks - especially when they've let the supply run too low and they buy up five or ten bags of the stuff - but looks can't hurt them, so it's all good. Besides, Dean would rather a few weird looks than getting his eyes scratched out by an angry spirit, or being attacked by demons, or running out of extra salt for hot chips.
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Holy Water
Holy water used to be an easy one...swing by Pastor Jim's every few months, and he'd have a few gallon containers of it standing by. With Jim gone, it's still easy to get, but they don't have a legitimate contact any more. Now they've got to steal it, filling bottles from fountains at county parishes, or lie for it, saying it's for a private christening or some crap. Sam hates that…hates having to lie, to steal. Sometimes he worries that sinning to obtain something so pure might weaken its effects…but it hasn't happened yet. And he prays it never will.
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Silver Bullets
Bullets cast of silver aren't as hard to get as one might think, but it's still fairly tough. Half the time, one of Dad's contacts will have them ready to go, but the other half of the time they have to forge them themselves. Then it's a matter of buying up as much silver jewellery from the local pawn shop as their budget allows, finding a metal-smithy, and breaking out the bullet casts. It might take them all night, but Dean and Sam know what they're doing, and by the time dawn breaks their arsenal is fully stocked once more.
Short but sweet...that's what I keep telling myself. This kinda reminds me of what I did for Dean and Sam, except littler...what is it with me and drabbly-things?
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