Prompt word: Melt
Apology: I've been out of the loop for a while (real life and all) and I'm out of practice. This actually goes over 100 words by a bit, but I just couldn't find a way to cut any more. I'll get back in the groove soon.
Pick Me Up
They had 16 hours to reach New Orleans; no time for extended breaks. It was Sam's shift behind the wheel, but despite the reprieve, Dean couldn't relax. At 7 a.m., the heat was already oppressive.
Sam returned from the convenient store and slid back into the driver's seat.
"Here."
Dean jumped at the cold. "What's this?"
"Breakfast."
"An orange Push-Up?"
Sam shrugged. "It's orange. And cold. Besides, they were your favorite, right?"
Dean blinked. "Yeah. They were. You remember that?"
There was confusion behind Sam's smile. "Well, yeah. You're not the only one who paid attention to his brother, you know." He nudged Dean with his elbow. "Better eat that thing before it melts, man. It's a bitch to clean-up."
3/1/09