Predicament


Disclaimer
: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with…

A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.

A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam

All fellow players can be looked up on Enkidu07's profile page (the many, many names finally exceeded the drabble word count, hehe).

Prompt: Whinge

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"You can whinge all you want, Dean. Doesn't make a difference," Sam exclaimed calmly.

"I'm not whinging!"

"Yes, you are."

"Am not!"

"What would you call it, huh?" The younger man looked wearily at his brother.

Dean just huffed his annoyance and, for the millionth time, yanked at the handcuff securing him to the bed.

"Dammit, Sammy! I want out of here." Another forceful tug accompanied by a scowl. "NOW!"

"Guess we'll have to wait for Bobby to return and free us." Sam heaved a sigh.

"He can't open the cuffs if he dies from laughter first." Dean pointed out.

The End

A/N 3: Happy Easter and a whole host of colourful eggs!