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Two for Flinching and One for the Road by kimonkey7 (PG-13)
Fandom: SUPERNATURAL
Pairing: none (gen)
Length: 2700 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kimonkey7
Author Website: her fic tag
Why this must be read:
Since it's Halloween, it seemed that an![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
spn_halloween rec might be in order. :) In which Sam and Dean get drunk, set up shop for trick-or-treaters in their motel parking lot, and then set things on fire. How is that not a great SPN fic? Some great banter and brotherly love, and a sweet and achy and perfect ending.
An excerpt:
On the morning of the 31st, Dean takes off early and comes back with coffee and SuperSONIC breakfast burritos and about fifty bucks worth of king-size candy bars and family size bags of Doritos from the quick-stop down the road. He unpacks the loot with a little smile on his face that infects Sam when he realizes the sheer VOLUME Dean’s purchased.
“The manager said they only get ten or fifteen kids, Dean.”
“So they get lucky. I’m just insuring the Impala’s safety.”
But Sam knows that’s not true.
Dean thunks down a fifth of Jack and a 2-liter of Mountain Dew with an even wider grin.
“Oh, no. NO, no, no…” says Sam.
Dean is mock stern. “Yes, Sam. It’s tradition. You know that.”
“Dean. No way.”
“Yes way, Sammy. We’ve got four years of Halloweens to make up for.”
“I can’t drink that shit anymore, Dean. Not after the last time.”
Dean nods and rat-a-tats snickery laughter. “Oh, man. That was hilarious.”
“It wasn’t hilarious. I had to have my stomach pumped.”
“Yeah, but that nurse’s aide was HOT.”
Find the story here:
Two for Flinching and One for the Road
Pairing: none (gen)
Length: 2700 words
Author on LJ:
kimonkey7Author Website: her fic tag
Why this must be read:
Since it's Halloween, it seemed that an
spn_halloween rec might be in order. :) In which Sam and Dean get drunk, set up shop for trick-or-treaters in their motel parking lot, and then set things on fire. How is that not a great SPN fic? Some great banter and brotherly love, and a sweet and achy and perfect ending.An excerpt:
On the morning of the 31st, Dean takes off early and comes back with coffee and SuperSONIC breakfast burritos and about fifty bucks worth of king-size candy bars and family size bags of Doritos from the quick-stop down the road. He unpacks the loot with a little smile on his face that infects Sam when he realizes the sheer VOLUME Dean’s purchased.
“The manager said they only get ten or fifteen kids, Dean.”
“So they get lucky. I’m just insuring the Impala’s safety.”
But Sam knows that’s not true.
Dean thunks down a fifth of Jack and a 2-liter of Mountain Dew with an even wider grin.
“Oh, no. NO, no, no…” says Sam.
Dean is mock stern. “Yes, Sam. It’s tradition. You know that.”
“Dean. No way.”
“Yes way, Sammy. We’ve got four years of Halloweens to make up for.”
“I can’t drink that shit anymore, Dean. Not after the last time.”
Dean nods and rat-a-tats snickery laughter. “Oh, man. That was hilarious.”
“It wasn’t hilarious. I had to have my stomach pumped.”
“Yeah, but that nurse’s aide was HOT.”
Find the story here:
Two for Flinching and One for the Road
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