Another snippet. ..

[kellifer]

Another SPN/Discworld snippet.

Usually I write fics in a fairly linear fashion but this one just wants to be different, random scenes occuring to me as I do other things. Right now, I'm in the midst of getting ready to go out to dinner.

DEAN.

"Jesus fuckin' teaspoons!"

Sam cleared his throat and then kind of grimaced. "Sorry," he said, ducking his head. "Hey Dean."

"Where the hell have you been?" Dean demanded, looking like he couldn't decide whether he was mad or relieved. He stood from the bed he'd been sitting on, from the look of it cleaning every gun in their arsenal and a fair few Sam had never seen before. When Dean was really rattled and didn't know what to do, he bought weaponry. He was kind of like a girl with shoes.

Dean finally kind of launched himself at Sam, but aborted the hug he seemed to be going for at the last minute and instead punched Sam in the shoulder so hard Sam got pins and needles in his hand. "Ow, hey!" Sam protested, stumbling back and tripping on the robe because he wasn't exactly used to it yet. He landed on his ass and looked up at Dean sourly.

"What's with the dress?" Dean asked, blinking.

"It's not a... just shutup and listen a sec," Sam said, rolling up to his feet, getting more tangled as a result and finally settling sideways with an annoyed huff. "Oh man, I am going to kill him," Sam grumbled, wrenching the robe away from his legs so he could get up without embarrassing himself further.

"Kill who?" Dean asked, still staring at Sam like he was some kind of apparition. It was understandable since the last time Dean had seen him, Sam had gotten a two foot spike through the chest and then had apparently disappeared.

"Death," Sam said and then chuffed a laugh.