Category: Sam and Dean (Gen drabble)
Author’s Notes: Written for winterlive’s birthday. She requested that her SN drabble be about pizza, because the show has clearly neglected the obvious there.
Dean’s finishing his shower when the pizza comes. Sam opens the box.
“You can pick them off,” Dean says behind him, like every pizza-killer Sam’s ever known. Dean grabs a piece and shoves it in his mouth.
“Ooaugh!” The pizza falls back into the box with a thud.
Sam rolls his eyes. His brother can dodge HellBeast claws and kill demons with the best of them. But he still hasn’t learned not to bite the pizza while it’s hot. “That part right there is yours,” Sam says.
Dean’s glare holds the pain Sam will feel tomorrow when they spar.