E/O Challenge: Weight
Two unrelated, yes it's true, UNRELATED drabbles this week.
This one is for Lola Stang's birthday. She requested giddy/excited/joyful/almost childish Dean because the poor boy's been a little depressed.
Spoilery: Chapter 1: Vague spoilers for the overarching plot of S4 and S5. And you might not get the last line if you have not seen S5's "Changing Channels". Chapter 2: None.
"Dude! It was him." Dean felt totally jazzed. Like electricity was shooting up his spine. "He was right in front of me."
Sam gave him an abstracted nod, not looking up from the paper. "Great."
"Saaaamm. It was him." Dean bounced for a minute. Finally risked life and limb and inserted a hand between his brother and the printed word. Waved it. "Sam!"
Sam sighed, looked up. "Deeeeean. What?"
Crap, Sam was in the whole 'I'm carrying the weight of the Apocalypse' mode. Again.
"Dr. McSexy!" No visible reaction. "C'mon, Sammy. Maybe we'll find My Little Pony just for you."
Please read chapter 2 ---