Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters - these were created by Eric Kripke - I'm just borrowing them. I'm not making any commercial gain. No harm or infringement intended.
E/O Challenge: Withdraw. 200 words. Dean's entered an eating contest. Sam has concerns. Parody. Crack!Fic. Warning: Terrible puns and multiple references to horsemeat contamination.
A/N: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... In my defense, I've been ill and feverish all week and once I had the idea I really needed to get it out of my system.
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Equestrian of Taste
With the funky smell and sawdust on the floor, Sam thought the joint looked more like a stable.
"I thought you said were feeling ill?" he asked, noticing that his brother already had a drink in hand.
"Nah, just a little hoarse," Dean winked in reply. He coughed in an exaggerated manner as he sipped his Red Rum.
"So, of course you'd Findus a bar."
"Ah, why the long face, Sammy? I got a tip-off about an eating competition that's been unclaimed furlong time."
Sam read the menu with rising disgust. "So high in fat and Shergar? Whinny you gonna learn?"
Dean rolled his eyes. "It's all horses for courses. Anyway, I canter believe you won't get off your high horse 'cause even you eat fast food."
"Okay, so it's good for eating on the hoof. But please reconsider and withdraw from this race. Remember the turducken thing."
"Don't saddle me with that, man."
Sam shuddered. "I bridle at the very thought."
Dean's eyes lit up as he spotted someone approaching fast. "Here comes the mane course!"
The chef shook his head apologetically. "Neigh, sorry man, we've fallen at the final hurdle. I just checked the burgers, and they're off!"
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A/N: Enkidu07 also wanted to know what we like about ourselves. I like my sense of humour and, given the recent food crisis, I really like that I'm vegetarian. Anything more than that and I'd have to hand in my UK passport ;)
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