SEW ANNOYING
WOW: itch. A hunt gone wrong leaves Dean irritated - and irritating!
Written for my lovely co-mod akastoryteller, and a particularly unfortunate situation she currently finds herself in. Get well soon, my friend!
Disclaimer: I don't own them
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"Hey Sam"
"Yeah? What d'y want Dean?"
"Sam, have you got a knitting needle?"
"A knitting nee…? Why in the name of all things holy would you think I would have a knitting needle?"
"I don't know, it just seems like the kind of thing you'd own."
"Well I don't own any knitting needles. Mainly because I don't do any knitting. What do you want one for, anyway?"
"My foot itches like murder and I can't get to it with this goddamn plaster cast on."
"Well, you're not supposed to use a knitting needle to scratch your foot, Dean, so too bad. Deal with it and stop your moaning."
"Hmmmph. Hate this cast. Hate having a broken ankle."
"Well, you should have been more careful around the open grave then."
"What about a macrame hook, Sam, do you have one of those? Or a crochet hook? I'm not fussy."
"No, Dean, I don't have a macrame hook either. Or a crochet hook."
"Ah, nuts!"
"Dean?"
"What?"
"How do you know about knitting needles and macrame and crochet hooks…?"
"Shut up Sam. And get me my bowie knife."
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