Writing again, naturally

[kellifer]

-> Comment!fics - anyone want a little snippet fic just to kind of ease me back into writing, feel free to post a comment with a prompt/pairing.

-> Ugh, have one weird, flat, weak arm but it is functioning although VERY sore. However, I HAVE WRITTEN STUFF!

-> I'm kind of bottle-necked though, looking at my loooong list of things I want to write. It's hard to decide!

-> marvel_bang, you might be hooking me in. 10k seems to be my natural limit, heh. I may end up doing two stories because I can't pick between a Steve/Tony story I'd already started and a Clint/Coulson idea.

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[girlguidejones.livejournal.com]

Sam and Dean argue over who's more badass: Batman or Ironman.

[kellifer-fic.livejournal.com]

The fight and ensuing silent treatment have been going on for three weeks, when out of nowhere and while they're interviewing a witness, Sam proclaims, "Jet boots!" and sits back, arms crossed and a smug expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, would you excuse us a minute," Dean says to the confused looking Mrs. Hastings, elderly neighbour of the late Paula and Derek Bonney who'd disappeared with nothing to mark their passing except for a sticky, blue residue.

Sam drags his feet when Dean gives him the front and centre scowl and shoulders into Mrs. Hastings cheery kitchen. "Okay, what the hell?" he demands.

"Iron Man, he has jet boots," Sam says.

"Oh my god, we're still on this?" Dean demands.

"Don't make it sound like I can't let it go," Sam snaps. "You're the one who hasn't been talking to me since Utah."

"I can't believe this," Deam grumbles.

"All I'm saying is, Batman has to pretend he flies using a grappling hook and some smoke bombs. Lame."

"You're not going to get me to agree with you. Iron Man is just a billionaire in a fancy suit."

"Um, what's Batman again?" Sam demands.

"Are you boys okay?" Mrs. Hastings says, poking her head into the kitchen.

"Fine, we're just having a disagreement about an unrelated case," Sam says smoothly and Dean has always been amazed at how butter wouldn't melt Sam sounds when he's lying.

Especially to little old ladies.

"Really, because it sounds to me like you're arguing about whether Ironman or Batman is better," she says, and while Sam and Dean are still gaping at her, she adds, "Ironman of course. Jet boots, duh."

[amber1960.livejournal.com]

Ha ha Dean! You lose...again...You can't argue with little old ladies, we know stuff.

[tabaqui]

Heeeee!!
It's Astronauts vs cavemen all over again.
*luffs*

:)

[pkai7.livejournal.com]

Lol. You're not going to win this, Dean. XD

[not-sally.livejournal.com]

THIS, TIMES A BILLION!