ALL WORK AND NO PLAY
WOW: wild. All work and no play makes Sam a grumpy boy. Good job Dean's prepared to take up the slack for his overworked brother. Sort of.
I was intending for this to be my 400th posting on this site, so I treated myself to a double drabble, then I realised because I made a posting yesterday, this has actually become my 401st posting. What can I say? Math never was my strong point!
Disclaimer: I've already told you 400 times that I don't own them, do I really need to say it again?
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Chapter 1
"Hey, Geek-o-rama, want coffee?"
Sam sighed.
"Y'know what Dean?" he snapped, eyes flashing with wild indignation; "I research my ass off, and get no goddamn respect. You think it's easy spending hours trying to make sense of all this crap? D'y think I like sitting here all day until my neck seizes up and my eyeballs shrivel?"
Dean bristled; "Hey, stow the histrionics bitch, I can research!"
"Good, knock yourself out then," Sam snapped, gesturing toward the laptop before standing up and stomping away.
Dean glared at Sam's retreating silhouette; "well, Captain Menopause, you can make your own freakin' coffee from now on."
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tbc