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Words:

Use two words that mean the exact opposite of each other (eg: up/down, dark/light, fat/thin etc.)

We would like you to use an idiom in your drabble, but not just any old idiom ... one of these four specific idioms:

A Chip on Your Shoulder - Being angry about something that happened in the past; a grudge.

A Piece of Cake - A task that is simple to complete; similar to the common phrase "as easy as pie."

All Greek to Me - When something is incomprehensible due to complexity.

Beating a Dead Horse - Something that is seen as futile; a popular saying used to describe how bringing up older issues that have already been resolved is pointless.

"SHINE", slip, flood, strike, HIP, flip, CREEP, storm, NOSE, cloud, DENSE

A/N: So yeah, this happened. I got really behind. What can I say, kid sick, me sick, tons of work, hubby sick, family stuff, more sickness, more work. It's life, lol. So, here you go, plus this weekends for good measure. ~Sarah


It's a Dirty Job…

The Winchesters entered the dark hallway, and began to creep along as silently as possible. The floor was littered with debris and one wrong step could mean a slip and a fall…not to mention alerting whatever IT was that they were hunting.

"Sammy, you go up those stairs, I'll head down the rest of the way."

Sam nodded his head and began to strike out on his own.

Dean moved quickly the rest of the way down the hall, using his flashlight to shine on the floor and illuminate any objects that might be in his way. Sadly, his gaze missed the gurney half sticking out of doorway and his hip caused it to clatter and roll until it hit the wall in the room, sending up a cloud of dust.

"It's never a piece of cake," he mumbled to himself as he felt the room begin to flood with spirits who materialized in an angry storm of confusion and chaos.

Sam had heard the commotion upstairs and had moved quickly to aid his brother, bursting into the room now dense with malevolent ghosts.

He aimed his gun right between the eyes of the first spirit he saw and blasted it's nose with rock salt, it swirled away but his actions were not unnoticed, suddenly he was under attack as the restless entities began to flip out on the Winchesters.

Grim-faced, they set to work on getting out of this place and getting rid of these spirits once and for all.