Title: A Little Problem
Author: Woodburner
Challenge Word: Ankle
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I do not own the Winchester family, their property, their friends or their enemies. If you recognise something, it's probably not mine.
A/N: One naughty word. It's the first time I've used it in a fic but I felt the situation called for it. I apologise in advance :)

Sam stops just outside the door. He can hear Dean cursing, words he didn't know his brother knew. And that's saying a lot. He hesitates at the threshold, presses an ear to the oak panel of the door. Yep, that's definitely not a word Mom would be proud to hear her boy using.

There's another noise, a high pitched … yapping? Then the door flies open and Dean flings himself to the floor at Sam's feet, a small dog attached to the hem of his jeans. He shakes his leg vigorously and glares at Sam.

"Fuckin' ankle biter!" he grunts.