Title: Klondike Bar
Author: BlazeorFade
Summary: We ask the Winchester men the immortal question: What would you do for a Klondike Bar.
Warnings: I may not be in my right mind as I write this but other than that we're good.
Disclaimer: No they wouldn't sell the boys to me, I tried I really did. Maybe I shouldn't have gone into detail about what I intended to do with those pretty pretty boys.
Sam Winchester
Sam is typing rapidly on his laptop in the library when the Authoress happens upon him. Fine she followed him there, happy?
"Sam Winchester!" She says startling him.
"What? Who are you?" He asked sounding relieved to see its a girl and not a bloodsucking who knows what standing in front of him.
"BlazeorFade and I have an important question for you." She tells him matter of factly.
"What kind of name is that?" He asked frowning in that cute puppy dog way he has.
"Shut up and answer my question?" She says putting over the name comment.
"Fine what?" He asks sighing.
"What would you do for a Klondike Bar?" The Authoress asks him sweetly taking out another treat. (Its not even melted or anything, I'm that good.)
"Do you have any idea how unhealthy those things are?" He asks frowning.
"C'mon Sammy you know you want to." She says dangling it back and forth in front of him.
"Its Sam and how do you know my name anyway?" He says irritated and suddenly backs away suspiciously.
"Are you a demon?" He demands.
"Um, no?" She answers. Suddenly Dean walks through the door and saunters over to them.
"Hey ice cream girl." He says smiling widely at her.
"Yes that is my Indian name." She replies smiling back.
"I didn't catch your name before." He says, conveniently forgetting t he whole running-off-to-bang-a-waitress-while-the-authoress-lies-unconscious-on-the-floor.
"BlazeorFade." Sam answers for him.
"Cool name." Dean says.
"See he likes it." Blaze says looking pointedly at Sam.
"Hey can I have that one too." Dean asks spotting the ice cream in her hand. He smiles his thousand kilowatt smile and beckons for the treat. Blaze smiles shakily and falls to the ground twitching AGAIN.
"What the hell?" Sam exclaims.
"Yeah she does that a lot." Dean says.
"Yoink, thanks ice cream girl." Dean says snatching the Klondike Bar from her hand as she twitches on the floor. Damn DeanPheromones.
"Hey that's mine." Sam whines reaching out to grab the treat.
"Oh yeah what'll you do for it?" Dean asks dangling it just out of reach. He smiles at his brother.
"D-Dean?" Sam swallows seeing an odd glint in his brothers eye.
TBC… What would John Winchester do for a Klondike Bar?
