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Oh my, would the boys be in trouble if I had a say... Just one word: SFTCOL(AR)S
A/N:
Response to the SPN100 Drabble Challenge. Thanks for letting me participate even though the entry is a few months late because I forgot to post it on here – my bad…
And muchísimas gracias to my awesome twin sister Twinchy for the beta!
Summary:
Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.
Prompt: clip
Cautionary Tale
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Dean sifted through the pitiful remains of the boastful twen they had met at Ellen's bar only days prior. "It's empty," he observed, inspecting the gun lying next to the dismembered body. "He must have emptied the whole clip into the creature."
Sam lifted an eyebrow in disgust. "No wonder the thing ripped him to shreds." Even the usually more empathetic brother had a hard time feeling sorry for the guy. Not five minutes after his arrival he had already rubbed every hunter present the wrong way. No mileage but a big mouth and overconfident attitude that screamed violent death.
The End