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E/O Challenge: Mom. 100 word drabble. #1: Sam's wound up by Dean's joking about. It's just tomb much to take.
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The Mommy's Curse
Dean really wasn't a museum guy. Especially when it involved searching for some kind of Pharaoh's cursed object in the dead of night.
"We should've come in the day. I can't find it anywhere," Sam complained.
Dean pointed to the nearest exhibit. "Well, we could just ask Tutu-Cameroon here." He peered into the casket. "Excuse me, are you my mommy?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "That isn't even the right sarcophagus. If only we were more familiar with Egyptology."
"Sorry. Are you my mom?"
Sam groaned. "We'll never get out of here at this rate."
"Remains to be seen," Dean smirked.
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