Disclaimer: Winchesters, no-ot mine.
A/N: Not quite on time, but closer than the last two week. Yay! 100 words on the dot. Thanks for letting me play the Drabble Game!
"When Trees Attack."
A self-satisfied grin. "Hey, look... not a mark on m.. oooomph!" Stars flash, his brother's face swims into focus above him. How did Sammy get up there?
"Dean, you okay?" Concern laces his voice.
"Yeah, Sammy." Dean reaches up to rub his throbbing head. Huffs in frustration. "Ow. Guess, I spoke too soon."
A soft chuckle. "Sure, you can wrestle a werewolf, no problem, but a tree takes you down?"
"Shut up. The only reason that tree left you alone was because the forrest is your natural habitat, Sasquatch."
"Real funny Dean."
~The End- Thank you for reading and reviewing.