E/O Drabble Challenge, Word-CRUST
Disclaimer: The Winchesters, no-ot mine.
A/N: 100 words on the dot. Thanks for letting me play the drabble game. Yay!
"Concussed Dean Discusses Crusts"
Sam struggled to keep his precariously balanced brother upright. "Come on Dean, little help here."
"S'mm... I'mmma...Wha we doin'?" Dean gave him a glassy eyed stare.
Sam huffed, breaths sawing in strained pants. Trying to keep an arm locked around his wildly wobbling sibling, he answered gruffly. "We're walking, Dean."
"Donnn like crusts... Hate crusss, Sammmy."
"Okay. No crusts for you. Pick up your feet, keep moving."
"Wait!" Dean came to a sudden stop, listing away from Sam.
Looking around in alarm for the threat, Sam asked worriedly. "What? What is it?"
"Pie crusss is 'kay. I like pie."
~TBC