A birthday drabble for CornishGirl. Have a great day, friend!
Spring Fling
It takes three kids as sacrifices before they track down the forest nymph that feeds in the days surrounding the spring equinox.
Bobby gets the credit for the bookwork.
Sam, the kill.
Dean, as always, the distraction. Executing an aerial routine that ends with the thwack of his spine against a thick tree trunk and lands him face down in a pile of last season's pine needles.
Sam snorts as he helps his brother to his feet. "Kinda gives new meaning to the phrase 'spring fling.'"
Dean groans more from the pun than the pain. "You're better than that, Sammy."
Prompts were humor and, perhaps obviously, "spring fling."