Misplaced
Summary: Different motels rooms every few days; something is going to get misplaced along the way.
Prompt word: Boot
Word Count: 256
A/N: Written as part of my prompt table. More prompt tables can be found in my fanfiction prompt community, d2_prompts. The link can be found in my profile.
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Sam stood at the door of their current motel room, his duffel bag over his shoulder, waiting impatiently for Dean who was still wandering about the room, muttering incoherently under his breath.
"Dean, come on we have to go" Sam supplied, glancing at his watch and noting that they only had approximately ten minutes until check out or they would be charged another night.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," Dean threw over his shoulder as he walked back into the bathroom for the third time in the space of five minutes, returning a moment later, his eyes scanning the room.
"What?" Sam said, leaning against the door frame and trying to be patient with his brother.
"I can't find my damn boot" Dean grossed as he walked over to the bed he had been sleeping in, throwing about the covers in the chance that his missing shoe was there.
Sam let out a sigh.
"Have you checked under the bed?" His tone patient but edging on irritated at how dense his brother could sometimes be, watching as Dean dropped to his knees, pushed an arm under the bed and pulled out his missing boot.
"Found it" Having the grace to look sheepish Dean held up the boot before setting himself on the side of the bed and quickly putting on the misplaced item then pushing himself to his feet.
"Well, are you coming?" Dean smirked as he walked past Sam and to the Impala leaving his slack jawed brother to stare at his back in amazement. Typical.
FIN