Disclaimer: Don't own them… my luck stinks.
Challenge Word: "Twist"
Word Count: 100 on the dot. Because I can.
Players: Go to Enkidu07's page, and you'll find all the usual suspects. Resistance is futile – you will be drabbleized. We're like the Borg, only cuter.
Spoiler Alert: None. Some BashedUp!Dean for Supernoodle's birthday, with many Happy Returns!
He's picking glass out of his brother's forehead, gashes weeping blood.
"Should go to the ER…" he mutters as he plucks out the remains of the beer mug that had broken over Dean's skull.
Full lips twist into a parody of a smile. "You're doing fine… you're a bigger girl than most of the nurses down there."
"What started this one, Dean? That guy say something bad about the Impala?"
"Nope. Called you a freak, 'cause you're so damn tall."
Dean grimaces as Sam's hand trembles. He reaches out, takes Sam's wrist.
"Nobody gets to call you 'freak' but me."
More Author's Notes: Supernoodle, Dean, Sam, and I would like to wish you a very Happy Birthday, and Dean would like a couple dozen kisses better. Think you can help him out?