Category: Sam/Dean Genfic (drabble)
Author’s Notes: OK, fine. At least this “Pets” fic is 100 words. supernatural100 gets this one, but the other? Is mine.
The beast is fangs and froth and hatred, and they killed it just in time.
Dean lowers the shotgun. “Weren’t you the one that always wanted a dog?”
Sam’s look is quick and pained. “I didn’t say I wanted this dog!”
“Wonder if anyone’ll eat it?” Dean pokes it with his foot.
Sam’s already at the car, glaring behind him. “You’ve been at this job too long.”
Dean packs the gun in the trunk. One more point for me. Seven to two today.
It’s late and they’re done, and Dean’s won this round for sure. Sweet, he thinks.
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And here's the one I wrote first that didn't make the 100-word cut: Making Friends