E/O Challenge: Splinter, Chest and Sheet. Just tryingto catch up from the weeks I've missed!
"Damn it," Dean cursed to
himself as he sat at the table, trying to pull various splinters from
his hand.
"Dude, it's only a couple of slivers," Sam said
teasingly as he meticulously made up the bed sheets into hospital
corners.
"If that stupid stake hadn't broken while I was
stabbing that trickster in the chest, we wouldn't be having this
conversation right now."
Sam started to laugh.
"My God,
we sound like an old married couple."
Dean started to laugh as
he pulled the last sliver from his palm.