Frabjous
[FRAB-juhs]
-adjective
Wonderful, elegant, superb, or delicious.
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It's the smell that hits him first, so familiar and pungent that it's like a punch to his already abused gut. Dean eyes the demon before him with a wary tilt of the head and a challenging glint in his eyes, carefully evaluating the best plan of attack. Should he take it from behind? Go for the side, or just dive straight for the middle so the rest of the dismemberment goes smoother?
"I'm gonna destroy you," he grits out quietly, readying his weapon for the first assault. This thing may have a reputation for felling men twice his size, but damned if he hasn't been training for this battle his entire life.
He's gonna massacre this mother if it's the last thing he does.
Carefully, Dean probes forward, trying to avoid the blood coating the area surrounding his foe. The first slice isn't long enough, didn't slice through the flesh clean, and he's reduced to sawing at it with his knife, trying to separate tough meat from sinew and bone. He spears a thick chunk and examines the raw, almost blue flesh, then takes his first bite.
"-is why it's usually so rare for a spirit to possess a person like that, but did you see the way…Dean, what the hell are you doing?"
"What?"
"You didn't honestly order that thing, did you?"
"That thing? Show a little respect, Sam. This is a fifty ounce, prime cut Omaha steak."
"It's a heart attack on a plate."
"Don't pay attention to him, baby."
"Dean…"
"He just doesn't understand-"
"You are such a dork."
"A dork whose gonna get a free dinner and his name above the bar."
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