Tittle: Mad Dog's Mad Horse
Challenge: brand
Word Counter: I fed it's unnatural hunger for percision
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
A/N: Happy Birthday YohKo Bennington! Some cowboys for you.


Dean peeped over the bushes to glance at the horse, and ducked back down. "You sure?" he hissed at Sam.

Sam nodded. "You saw the brand. Like the legend."

"Shit." Dean adjusted his hat. "You're a jerk, Sam."

"Go do it, Bitch." Sam whispered.

Taking a deep breath, Dean jumped out of their hiding place and lassoed the ghost horse. Before the horse could disappear, Dean straddled him. Bucking and fighting, Dean rode the un-holy horse towards Church ground. "Yeehaw!"

Sam quietly laughed; it would have been easier to tell Dean they could burn the bones.

But not as entertaining.