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The Winchesters belong to Kripke Enterprises and the CW, not me.
This piece was posted originally as "Movie Night, Part 3", a standalone drabble. Recently I was made aware that some of you had missed these first three Movie Night stories so I am cleaning them up and re-posting them here in" More Move Nights" as chapters. This is the last of the three.
More Movie Nights
Chapter 23 - Under All that Fur
"In a Galaxy, far, far away."
Dean lifted his head out of the refrigerator. "Sam, what are you…. " Dean eyeballed his smirking brother. "Crap, is it movie night again?"
Sam spread his arms to stop Dean's potential escape. "Come with me, young Padawan. I have much to teach you."
"Oh, no, you're not," Dean slapped the arms away. Too late. Sam leaned in and put his brother over his shoulders in a fireman's carry.
Struggling down the hallway, Dean grabbed at the doorframe, looking for leverage. Freaking Sam was the size of a front-end loader, Dean decided. He fought and even tried to knee Sam in the face but it did no good.
"You're like damn Jabba the Hut! Put me down!"
"No, no, no, not Jabba. Not that you wouldn't look good in chains and a little strategically applied filmy fabric." Sam replied, humming along to the Star Wars sound track playing on the DVR. "I'll save that thought for another night."
Dean was dumped over the back of the couch with his ass in the air and there went his jeans, again.
"Chewbacca! You're the size of the damn Wookie. That's who you are, Chewbacca!"
Sam snickered. "Didn't you ever wonder what Chewy had under all that fur?"
Sam leaned over his brother's back and whispered in his ear, "Let me give you a clue." Something hard, hot and damp separated his creeks.
"It's not a lightsaber."