Story Title: The Messy Three and Some Soap
Summary: E/O CHALLENGE – Word of the Week: Graze. Dean finds a disastrous mess and some soap for use.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters are not mine. Just the ideas and the mayhem they bring.
Challenge Date: Feb 08, 2009
Word Count: 100
Warning: Rated for Dean's potty mouth. (Author rolls eyes and smacks said potty mouth on the back of the head)
A/N: I was writing the other story for this week's challenge when this scene came to me. So here goes my first attempt at a weechester.
From the floor, Sam smiled ear-to-ear at his older brother and outstretched grabbing hands. "Deanny!"
"We've been looking everywhere for-" Dean trailed off as he noticed disastrous area surrounding the newly turned three year old. "Damnit Sam, what're you doing?"
SMACK! A plastic ball connected the doorframe near Dean's head, and he rounded, furious, to find the house's owner wearing a thunderous look. "The hell was that for?"
"Uh oh," Sam giggled. "Deanny saids bad wordvs."
"That was a graze, not a hit."
"But-" Dean broke off at Bobby's innocent smile and the upraised object.
"Would you prefer soap?"
A/N: And yes, the wording is intentionally misspelled. As I am currently in possession of a three year old son and five year old daughter, I say with pretty good authority that the little buggers, Um I mean little darlings tend not to speak all that clearly at times.