Okay - I've probably stretched the week thing a little because I procrastinate terribly!

But for Valentine's Day (bleah!! :) ) how about some ficlets by request while I noodle around before I start my next Big Bangs.

Give me a pairing, any I've ever written (or any you think I'd be willing to write/know who they are/maybe have heard of them) and a word prompt.


Let me take advantage of the small window of time I have LJ access at work (they take it away, then give it back, then take it away again, playing with my emotions!).

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"I swear it was an accident," Dean is saying and his apology would probably carry more weight if he didn't look like he was going to hurl from laughing so hard.

Sam just stares at him, painted in ice cream from forehead to chin, his cone that he didn't even want but Dean insisted with a pointed why can you never eat sugar or anything bad for you goddamn it Sam you're boring, a smushed mess in his hand.

"I really need to learn how to kill you with my brain," Sam grumbles.
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