Characters: Sam, Dean (Gen)
Summary: Not every stakeout is a winner.
Author's Notes: For mdlaw, who requested Supernatural and "cold."
"I'm freezing," Sam said.
Dean just watched the clearing. "So get the blanket."
"Can't. I burned it, remember? That demon in Astoria slimed it." Sam shivered. "I hate November."
Dean sighed. "There's a space blanket in the car, try that."
Sam went and got it. "This thing's thinner than Kleenex." He wrapped the blanket tightly around them both. "Hey. That's better."
"Yeah. Though I feel like a Shake-and-Bake drumstick…"
"Great. I'm never eating that again."
Five minutes passed. "I'm hungry," Sam said. "Think this thing's coming?"
"Let's get burgers, then."
"Actually," Dean said, "Right now I'm totally craving KFC!"