Disclaimer: I own nothing but a single chocolate chip. Supernatural and all involved characters belong to Kripke & Co. I'm just playing with 'em.
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"Is it dead?"
Dean nudged the goat-sized-thing with a booted foot.
"Looks like it." Dean answered.
"Why did you do that?! It wasn't dangerous!"
Dean rolled his eyes at his little brother, retrieved an object from the fugly's hand and chucked it a fair distance away.
BOOM!
While Sam examined the small crater left by the explosion, Dean took the opportunity to gloat.
"I told you! And it had a basketful of the things."
Sam sighed.
"Guess you were right."
"I always am."
"Still, I can't believe you killed the Easter Bunny."
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I have nothing against holiday icons, I swear! I'm just amused by exploding Easter Eggs.
Where I'm from, there really are rabbits the size of goats. I saw one chase a dog once.
For more Winchester Family Holiday escapades, check out my story 'Something Strange'