A/N: This one was mostly bunnied up by the birthday girl herself, masterful banterer slash drool-inducing h/c-er slash scary-sounding driver PADavis, with one element bunnied in by rei17. Happy birthday, Phoebe! And guys, Sam's turn's definitely coming. E/O Challenge, prompt: "dry."
"Hah-CHCHHghk!"
Adrenaline spreads bright down Sam's chest as the Impala swerves - again. "Dude..."
Blank-faced, Dean sniffs, moseys them back over the dotted line. Sam eyes him.
"You totally caught that kid's cold."
"What? N... uh-CHHHOOF! AGHHH-huh!"
They jerk over a lane and a half. A car honks. Sam's mouth's dry.
"Dean, maybe-"
Dean grimaces ominously, does a shoulder check, and sucks in a cyclonic breath. Sam can't watch.
"ASSHHSHSHoo!" - tires squeal - "KGHGHGGFFF!" - gravel rumbles - "Ack-HOOOOO!"
When the dust settles, a cow's gazing in at them.
Dean takes a napkin from his pocket, meekly blows his nose.
"I'm driving," Sam announces.
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