Disclaimer: These toys...er...Winchesters...are not owned by me. Sadly.
Author's Note: I was feeling some older-sibling adulation from Sam, so here's the result. I hope you guys like it. Takes place in 5x22. 100 words exactly.
Fly
When Sam was little, he believed in superheroes. He believed they could fly and had lasers, super strength, super speed and some extras sometimes. He believed in them as much as he believed in angels.
He stopped believing in superheroes when he'd realised monsters were real.
Now...he realises something very belated, as it happens. Superheroes are real, just not in stupid tights. They wear leather and torn jeans, listen to rock and have petty fights with little brothers and wars against angels and demons. He wishes he had time to tell Dean all this before he goes to hell himself.