To Go
By Carol M.
E/O Challenge…skunk…season one boys and a stinky Impala…Sam won't rest until he finds the source much to Dean's amusement…snarky brotherly banter…
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own em, only love em
Enjoy!
Sam roused from sleep in the passenger's seat of the Impala, his nose crinkling in disgust when he caught a whiff of the air. "Dude, did you run over a skunk or something?"
Dean raised his eyebrows. "What the hell are you talking about? It smells like roses in here."
"Yeah, dead roses."
"It's probably your feet."
"What? No it's not!"
"Okay, it's your ass then."
"Shut up," huffed Sam, looking for the stench's source.
"Nothing to be ashamed of Sammy," Dean teased.
"Ah ha!" Sam held up a box with a moldy burger inside.
"Huh…so much for leftovers."
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