E/O Challenge: Wall.
HAPPY [One Day Late] BIRTHDAY MUFFY MORRIGAN! Let's make September 5th a holiday! Sorry to be late, bud.
Four unrelated drabbles – 100 words each
No spoilery.
No ownership.
The werewolf burned. Sam galumphed into the clearing three minutes later, winded.
"What… the hell… were you… thinking?"
"Killed it." Dean forgot and pivoted on his slashed leg. Staggered into a tree. Lurched toward the car, blood soaking his sock. He was exhausted. He was about to hit the wall. Collapse. He laughed. He'd been thrown into a lot of walls, now here he was thinking about a metaphorical one.
"'A metaphorical wall'? What is wrong with you?"
He'd said that out loud? He laughed harder. Crap. The wall came down. The ground came up.
Sam grabbed him. "You idiot."
Please chapter 2.