Disclaimer: This is a transformative work of fiction. Much thanks to Kripke for allowing us to play with his shiny things.
E/O CHALLENGE
A/N: SPECIAL BIRTHDAY EDITION FOR ONYX MOONBEAM – ONE OF OUR GLORIOUS LEADERS! You asked for totally dialogue and that is what I bring you. Sorry I'm a week late – RL is a killer – but I will beat that bitch into submission sometime soon….
A/N2: This is a continuation of the "cave arc"…. Chapter 20 was an intermission….
Word: Pressure
Word count: 100 on the nose, baby!
"Ow!"
"Shhh! Fugly alert, remember? I gotta stop this bleeding."
"It's stopped already and caving in the rest of my skull isn't helping."
"Cranky much?"
"Bitchy much?"
"Don't be childish."
"Who started it?"
"Last I checked that would be you."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Nope."
"Yep."
"Never did."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"See? Childish."
"Ow!"
"Baby."
"Sadist. Trying to cave in my head."
"You caved in your head, when you caved in the cave, and all I'm trying to do is apply enough pressure to keep your brains from leaking all over the damn cave floor!"
"S'ok, Sammy. I'm fine."