E/O Challenge: Double drabble containing flag and bill
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Word Count: 200
Summary: Sometimes a demon can be a real pain in the arse.
Splinters
The wind whipped around the brothers, sending Sam's hair in disarray and Dean's loose shirt out behind him like a flag. They had the demon cornered in the cafe parking lot, and her anger had conjured up a storm.
Sam circled around her, hoping to attack from behind while Dean rushed her with holy water. With a burst of power the demon flung Dean into an aging wooden fence. The fence shattered, forcing hundreds of tiny wooden splinters into Dean's body and causing him to howl in pain. The demon raced past Dean, escaping for the moment.
The cafe owner came charging out, white apron stained with years of grease.
"Hey! You're gonna have to pay for that fence!"
Dean rolled over and groaned, and Sam gasped at the splinters lodged in Dean's skin.
"Dude, you can bill me," Dean muttered.
"Owwwwwwww!"
"Dammit, Dean, be quiet!"
The brothers were back in the motel room, and Sam was plucking the splinters out of Dean's back. With a grin, Dean began to unbuckle his pants.
"Oh, no," Sam shook his head.
"Sammy, I think some stuck – "
"Dude, do not take your pants off!"