Disclaimer: Still own nothing. And given how unproductive the holidays were that ain't gonna change any time soon. Kripke's toys. No money made here and no copyright infringement intended.
E/O CHALLENGE
A/N: Too many players to list them all without forgetting someone at this point. It is my honour to be in such noteworthy company. Thanks to EnkiduO7 and Onyx Moonbeam for being our glorious leaders!
Word: Lash(es)(ed)(ing)
Word count: 100 on the nose, baby!
Sam hoisted Dean back to his feet and steadied him as his brother swayed drunkenly.
Suddenly, the thing just burst from the trees. It looked as surprised as the hunters.
"Sammy?"
"Yeah Dean?"
"Um, I know I'm a bit concussed but…" Dean was leaning dangerously forward squinting in the direction of the creature.
"Yeah?"
"Does that thing have a tail?"
"Seems like it."
"What the hell is it doing with it?"
"I think that's called lashing it."
"Don't cats do that?"
"Yup."
"Like when they're pissed?"
"Yup."
"Like gonna attack pissed?"
"That's my understanding."
"Got your gun handy, Sammy?"
"Yup."
A/N: For delivery of above, channel BDABR and the boys exchange over the rabbit's foot. OMG --- even I just realized that's yet another rabbit connection…. *runs for therapy*