STAYING ALIVE
WOW: Thirsty. Sometimes desperate measures are required when the Trickster gets up to tricks.
I've really 'plumbed' the depths here … pun totally intended.
Disclaimer: I don't own them; want, but can't have.
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"I'm so thirsty'" Sam croaked as he trudged through the shifting sands of the desert where the Trickster had unceremoniously dumped the brothers.
"We just finished last of our water," Dean grumbled, still clutching the empty bottle.
"I guess that means we're at the pee-drinking stage then," Sam sighed; "which one of us is gonna fill the bottle?"
Dean's nose wrinkled in disgust; "but I went just before we ran into the Trickster," he moaned.
Sam reached across and took the bottle from Dean's grasp. "Sucks to be you then," he snorted as he reached down toward his zipper.
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