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DEW Challenge: 5th Birthday Bash: 5 Senses. Dean doesn't need a sixth sense. 100 word drabble.
Written for the 'Drabbles Every Weekend' challenge at SPN BigPretzel on LiveJournal. You should come visit; it'll appeal to all of your senses!
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Sense of a Hunter
"Okay, what did you do?" growled Dean.
"Do?" squeaked Sam. "What do you mean?"
"Well, you've been here alone all day, but-instead of bingeing on Wikipedia-I can see you've cleaned. It smelled so funky in here earlier that you could practically taste it."
Dean cupped a hand to his ear. "And what's that I hear? Nothing! So you must've finally banished those gremlins you accidentally conjured in the lab. C'mon, 'fess up before you feel my fist!"
Sam's shoulders sagged.
Dean grinned in grim triumph. "I'm not psychic, but I'm sensing you've scratched Baby again, haven't you?"
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