Haven't been around much lately because I'm working on two challenge fics, both of them due within a month or so. So busy, busy. Anyway, I was really missing my drabbles, so here's one to keep me company. Hope you enjoy.
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"Try the almond," Dean whispered. "Maybe that'll distract it!"
Sam nodded and hesitantly held out an almond to their tormentor.
With what looked like a sneer, the cockatoo snapped at Sam's trembling fingers, managing to snag both the almond and a little piece of bloodied flesh.
Sam squawked and backed away from the feathered fiend. He cradled his wounded appendage and looked beseechingly at his big brother.
One eye on the demon bird and the other on the aging grandfather clock ticking inexorably towards midnight, Dean pulled out the holy water.
"Okay, no more Mr. Nice Guy! I'm goin' in!"