Dean is about to discover wincest...sigh... I feel sorry for he and Sam already! Here it is, chapter 6 and my final chapter. Hope you enjoy.
The Wincest Fics
It was inevitable that Dean would eventually discover wincest. Though surprisingly, it had taken him quite a while to do so. He had noticed the phrase many times after having found the M rated stories, though had just never clicked on one. Finally noticing how many of them there were, he found an interesting summary and decided to read it. Sam and Dean take a break from hunting to go on a camping trip. Warning, wincest ahead. If you don't like, don't read. He read to himself. He obviously did not make the connection between the word 'incest' and his own last name and so, he naively began to read.
It started out okay; he and Sam were siting around a large fire in the middle of a small campsite, just enjoying the night air. He continued to read and noticed that Sam (in the story) seemed to be continually advancing toward him. He scrunched his brow in confusion at the next part; why did Sam place his hand against my thigh? Moments later Sam had run his hand up Dean's thigh and to his waist, and Dean was starting to get scared. Their lips met in a tender kiss, was the line he read next.
"What?!" He exclaimed loudly drawing his brother from the motel's small kitchen.
"What is it?" Sam asked, but Dean didn't answer. He was disturbingly entranced by this strange story, though wasn't sure how much longer he could read before getting sick. Real Sam went back into the kitchen when his brother did not answer, however Fanfiction Sam began to undo Fanfiction Dean's belt, and moments later, began to grope his-
Dean's eyes widened, and he gasped in horror at what he read next. He pushed the laptop of his lap and onto the bed, were it landed with a soft thup. He was in such a hurry to get away from the laptop that in the process of pushing it away and trying to get off the bed at the same time, he fell over. His feet had gotten tangled in his mad attempt to flee from the site and he fell off the bed with a loud Thud! He tried to stand up by grabbing onto the edge of the small night table beside his bed, however could only get a grip on the lamp that stood atop the table, bringing it down with him.
All the commotion had brought Sam running from the small kitchen and to his brother's side. He offered a hand to help Dean up, though upon realizing that it was Sam-despite the fact that they were the only two in the room-he quickly pulled away.
"Dude, what the hell happened?" Sam asked his elder brother, concerned at the pale and anxious look on his face, "You look like you've seen a ghost." He stopped, realizing what he had just said.
"Actually, you look like you just saw a plane," he smiled, chuckling at his own joke. Dean tried to laugh, but was still to disturbed by what he had just read and what came out of his mouth was a weird, nervous whine. He suddenly gagged involuntarily and moments later, covered his mouth and pushed his younger brother out of the way, heading for the bathroom. Sam watched quizzically as Dean entered the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him so hard he thought it might come off its hinges. Sam made his way over to the door and knocked, worried.
"Dean? Are you alright?" He scrunched his nose in disgust as he heard his brother making unnatural heaving and gurgling noises. He was about to ask again when Dean's nervous, disturbed voice wheezed,
"Don't read it," Sam gave the door a quizzical look.
"Don't read what?" he questioned, unsure of what his brother was talking about.
"That site...Fanfiction...don't read it..."
What followed was what you might see in a horror movie, when someone tells their friend not to do something and they do it anyway, curiosity getting the better of them. Just like one of those movies, Sam did exactly what his brother had told him not too. Going over to the bed, he picked up his laptop and began to read the page that had scared Dean so badly. He got to about the same part as his brother when his eyes went wide and he dropped his laptop on the bed.
"Oh God," he gasped, the contents in his stomach churning dangerously. He ran to the still closed bathroom door and began to bang it with his fist, bellowing, "Dean! Hurry the hell up! I think I'm gonna be sick."
"I told you not to read it," Was his brother's weak reply.
So, there you have it. What would happen if Sam and Dean discovered Fanfiction. I have to say, I think this chapter was the best out of all of them and I hope you
thought so too. Hope you enjoyed, and don't forget to review!