Title: E/O Challenge - Trippin' The Light Not-so-fantastic
Author: Laedie Duske
Disclaimer: Don't own, would love to have Dean on speed-dial though
Word Count: 100 exactly
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Featured Word: Sore - Thank you all so much for the awesome birthday drabbles! I need to go back through and comment/fave them, it's just been so crazy here.
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"Aw come on man, don't be sore at me, you know it wasn't on purpose," Sam begged, his voice perilously close to whining and he didn't care. It was bad enough the stupid curse made him so clumsy he kept tripping over air molecules, but falling on Dean and cracking two of his ribs was more than Sam could stand.
"If you'd just stayed in the car like I said - "
"I just wanted to help."
"Bang-up job there Sammy." Dean sighed, wincing as his ribs protested. Sam felt bad enough. "C'mon, bro. Let's go gank ourselves a witch."