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Note: This is the Christmas challenge at my fanfic group. It's written by various authors and is posted with promission. Each author will be listed under the title of each story and every story has a different rating. The 12/31 Update was just an added note for Four Urban Legends.
This is rated T for Mild Swearing.
On the first day of Christmas Sam and Dean gave to me
A CORPSE OF A THREE HEADED HELL HOUND
By: PhoenixWitherLov
Both Winchester brothers looked down at the large three-headed corpse of a dog laying on the forest floor. Dean kicked it with one foot.
Dean: "Is that…"
Sam: "Cerberus. I think so. It's supposed to be guarding hell. What is it doing here?"
Dean: "Maybe someone threw a ball and told him to fetch?"
Sam: "Should we burn it here or move it?"
Dean: "Here. I'm not touching it. Now if you want to get up close and personal with it don't let me stop you."
Sam: "I'll get the salt and gasoline."
Sam wrinkled his nose.
Sam: "I'll hurry. It's starting to smell."
Sam jogged away. Dean knelt down by the creature and poked it with the shotgun. Dean looked over the heavy creature.
Dean: 'What the hell happened to you?"
There were no visible wounds that he could see, but the creature was dead. What did it die of? A stroke? A heart attack? Dean looked towards where the Impala was parked and didn't see Sam coming back yet.
Dean: "Terrific…"
He tried pushing the dog over with the shotgun and it didn't work. Dean really did not want to do this, but he put the shotgun down and tried rolling it over with his hands. Not being able to budge it he put his shoulder into it and it finally rolled over. There were no wounds under it, but where it had been laying was a green shoe. An elves shoe. Dean picked it up with the shotgun and looked at it. Sam walked up behind him and put down the gas and salt.
Dean: "I think it died from eating an elf."
Sam: "An elf?"
Dean: "Maybe the ears were sharp and pointy?"
Sam grabbed the shoe from Dean and threw it onto the hellhound. He than put salt on the corpse before dosing it in gasoline. Dean lit it on fire with his lighter before going to where Sam was standing.
Sam: "If anything it ate a mall elf."
Dean: "Dude, I don't think it matters."
Sam: "Yes it does. Elves are not real."
Dean raised an eyebrow.
Dean: "And Cerberus is?"
Sam: "True."
Sam picked up the stuff and headed towards the car with Dean following.
Dean: "This is the last time I take a lead from a guy in a white beard."
Sam: "You don't think…"
Dean: "Nah."
Both brothers looked at each other for a brief moment before looking up at the sky.