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Hello! This past episode was rife with unexplored possibility. Not only is there mention of being snowed in as kids, but there is deaging and Dean telling Sam about his dick and Sam driving and NEED I GO ON. The time for comment-fic is now.

AND THUS:




Pimp:



RULES:
(you know how this works)

1. Prompts should probably in some way have to do with episode 10x12 as per the theme of this comment fic meme.

3. Use any and all characters you want! (RPF welcome)

4. Art is also welcome, of course

5. Pimp!

6. Prompt with abandon and fill things, too!




Fills
Dean refused to go with Sam on the case, he just didn't trust himself out there with the Mark humming in his blood all the time. So it's Sam who gets de-aged, not Dean. What happens when Dean turns up to help Sam rescue the girl? by [livejournal.com profile] citrusjava

"I have zero control over this. I mean, it’s up, it’s down, it’s up for no reason.” I can think of a reason, Dean. I've seen the way you look at Sam. by [livejournal.com profile] milly_gal

Dean actually liked "Shake It Off" before the whole de-aging thing but pounced on the teenification as the perfect excuse to not having to hide it anymore by [livejournal.com profile] the_rant_girl

PS I totally snickered when Sam said, "I'll take the win."

Date: 2015-02-04 10:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] citrusjava.livejournal.com
This is not so much a fill. as it's only about the first line - Sam going instead of Dean. This is I guess something... also it's a very sketchy sketch that's drafty. Hope it;s some fun any way - and sorry if not! Hope someone writes for this prompt better!

~





"To fucked up childhoods", she says.

They clink.

" My brother, he -" Sam continues, hesitates. When he speaks again, his voice is deeper, eyes lost in a memory she can tell she's only getting the cleaned up version of. That's OK, it's not like he's getting the full versions of hers. "O ur dad dropped us off for a few hours, took him a week to stumble back" Sam grimaces, as if he isn't going through his second whiskey with her with the sun not even halfway down. She wonders, for a moment, whether he has kids of his own waiting at some crappy motel. "A friend of the family came all the way from Dakota to get him straight".


She doesn't say "wish I had a friend of the family to come get me back then".

"We only had a bunch of boxes of macaroni and cheese, and I wouldn't eat it. So he – my brother - he went into a McDonald's and grabbed" - he digs his hands into an imaginary container, fingers stretched wide, holding up with cheeky pride a huge amount of "- all the ketchup he could hold". For a moment, his dimples show. "Left a trail of ketchup packets all the way back to our room. And he made something he called Hot Blooded" -

"Like the song? Cause it was red ?"

"Yeah" his smile widens but his eyes are lowered and soft, like he finds it ridiculous, and disgusting, but will personally punch anyone who made fun . "Red, spicy. It was basically mac 'n cheese swimming in ketchup, but he insisted it was something completely new. And I ate it. And for days he practiced squirting ketchup at my head whenever I got out of the shower"

She laughs. "That sounds disgusting".

"You should have tasted his macaroni and cheese and marshmallow fluff. He didn't take out the cheese flavoring"

"Yup, gross"

He seems on the brink of protesting, but concedes. "It was. But, my brother. You know" his voice goes rougher, eyes looking away. "He was lookin out for me. I knew it"

She isn't sure what to say. He's telling the story like a funny anecdote, she doesn't know how much to acknowledge the rest. "Did you eat it?"

He nods slowly, eyes far away. "Yeah. Told him it was exotic". He smiles, sad but sweet, as if getting banged up harder made him softer, appeased him about this .

Their eyes meet, and for a second he's with her, she can see what he's like. What he's like for his brother.

She'd loved someone like that once. Three times at least, really. The further down the line you go, the more you have to love to try again.

His phone rings.

"I should go", she says.














Date: 2015-02-04 11:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] glovered.livejournal.com
Aw :DD That's a really interesting take on what Sam's side of the conversation would have been like! And I love any and all outsider POV regarding Sam, like her wondering if he's a drunk with kids of his own at some motel.

Date: 2015-02-05 07:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] citrusjava.livejournal.com
Thank you so much, bb <3
And thank you so much for this project! I'm so excited (you may have noticed ;))

Date: 2015-02-06 11:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] amberdreams.livejournal.com
Love it! All the twisty possibilities from this episode are so much fun and you did a great job with this one!

Date: 2015-02-11 06:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] citrusjava.livejournal.com
Aw, thanks a lot! And thank you for the prompt!, too!!!!

Date: 2015-02-11 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emmatheslayer.livejournal.com
your welcome

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