E/O CHALLENGE
WOW : Tilt
Word Count : 100
A.N. A wee scene that ties into a short story I've done called "So the question is…do you feel lucky?"
POSSIBLY A DUMB IDEA
"And good riddance!"
Banishing ritual completed, Dean ran to Sam who lay collapsed on the floor,
"Sam? Come on…Wakey, wakey."
Sam groaned, shifting until he lay on his back, looking dazedly up at Dean,
"Wotappen?"
Dean grinned,
"Tilting at windmills Sammy, that's what."
Sam touched the lump in the centre of his forehead,
"Huh?"
"A noble, yet totally pointless act young Jedi."
Dean grabbed his brother as Sam began to stand, wavering unsteadily,
"I mean. Really? Trying to head butt a ghost that's standing between you and a solid wall? As plans go, that was always destined to end badly."
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