Title: Standoff

Author: PlatinumRoseLady

Disclaimer: Like if I owned them, I'd be writing fic. Whatever…

Challenge Word: "Nail"

Word Count: 100 words. Yay me.

Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.

Spoiler Alert: None.


Sam fell back against the bed, gasping for air. Dean was leaning up against the motel door, wiping the sweat away from his eyes.

There was no doubt about it, this was one of the trickiest battles either Winchester had even been in.

Their opponent glared down at them from his perch.

"Sam… we're licked."

"What?! You can't mean that, Dean!"

"We've got no choice, bro. Put 'em down."

Sam put the nail clippers on the nearby table. With the hateful object out of commission, Lucky jumped down from the refrigerator and leapt into his Human's arms, happily purring away.

More Author's Notes: Yes, it's another foray into the Luckyverse. And YES, I have tried to clip a cat's claws. It's not fun. I could've used some help from Sam and Dean. And the 82 Airborne.