Genius!

[kellifer]

So...

I was staring at a blank screen because I have two ficathon pieces to write and I'm just... nothing. Argh. Blank screen of dooooooom...

I found this and... yeah. Too funny. Drabble-Matic



Tawdry Love

Dean finished packing. Ever since Sam, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Dean had been blinding.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing punched him, all was cuddly. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going in a bind to become an incandescent grass.

Just then, there was a smelly knock at the door. Dean opened it and stood there drowsily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his tongue.

When Dean came to, Sam was holding his shin and looking sweet. "My love," Sam said mortifyingly, "I'm sorry for the glorious shock. I've been shipwrecked on a bone-tired island for the last ten years, living like a knife cuts into butter. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my bicep in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Dean could hardly believe his Sam had returned. "I will always love you, bicep or no bicep. Besides, you can cover it up with a colt."

They embraced dryly and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was hot.