Enkidu07's Drabble Challenge - Happy Birthday to MeAzrael who wanted to see either some embarrassed naked Winchesters or something to do with spiders. I didn't quite get to embarrassing and my tiny tormenters aren't spiders but I hope you still enjoy all the same.
Prompt Word: SWARM
Word Count: 300 words on the dot. Couldn't seem to tell the story without doing a triple drabble today.
Other players in the challenge are now too many to list here! There're lots of people throwing Supernatural snowballs. You can find the list of names at Enkidu07's profile page and/or OnyxMoonbeam's profile page. Also, to find all of the lovely drabbles, there's a sweet little C2 community out there to subscribe to and enjoy. You can find the link on their profile pages mentioned above.
Disclaimer: Neither the boys nor anything related to Supernatural belongs to me. I'm just having some fun with the boys, playing around with Eric Kripke's sandbox.
Under Fire
By: Vanessa Sgroi
"Sam! How much longer?" Dean hissed.
"Dunno, Dean. Bobby said he'd be back here as soon as he could," Sam muttered back.
Through no fault of their own, the brothers found themselves stuck together, naked, back-to-back in the middle of a field, neither able to move.
"I hope he hurries!" Sweat beaded on Dean's brow as he felt the fire ants swarm higher on his legs. He moaned miserably. "Oh, God, Sammy, they're biting."
"Technically stinging, but yeah…I know." Sam's voice was equally tight.
Dean attempted to shift away from the pain but couldn't. After several more minutes, Dean slurred, "Hurrs…"
Suddenly, blasts of cold water slammed into the Winchesters. Their tiny tormenters were thankfully swept away, the induced paralysis eased, allowing them to separate after some struggle. They sank to their knees, turning to Bobby who had arrived unnoticed as they stood in misery.
Bobby dropped the now-empty buckets he'd been carrying. "Thank God for iced holy water and witch hazel. Now that I'm scarred for life seein' ya idjits naked as jaybirds," growled Bobby. "Ya okay?" he asked the brothers who stood swaying and blinking in front of him.
"Mmm hmm." Both murmured answers at once, neither believably.
"Uh huh. Not so much. Here!" Bobby tossed each man a blanket from the backpack he carried. "Cover up and let's get you back to the car."
Sam and Dean struggled to their feet and hobbled forward a few steps at a time as the burning ebbed and flowed incessantly. By the time they reached Bobby's car, involuntary tears were running down their cheeks. They crawled into Bobby's back seat.
In the glow of the dome light, Bobby looked at their lower legs and paled, scrubbed at his beard. "Balls! You two are a right mess! Let's get you home."
FIN
A/N: A bit of shameless self-promotion here. I posted my very first Supernatural video today on youtube. If anyone would like to check it out, I'd be thrilled. Search for RightWriter or Supernatural - The Journey of Sam and Dean Winchester. I think it should come up.