To Err is Human
Disclaimer: I don't own "Supernatural", sadly, but the boys are such a treat to play with…
A/N: My gratitude goes out to my awesome beta twinchaosblade who makes sense of my stuff, even if I don't.
A/N 2: Response to the Drabble Challenge by Enkidu07 and Onyx Moonbeam
All fellow players can be looked up on Enkidu07's profile page (the many, many names finally exceeded the drabble word count, hehe).
"You ready with the flasks yet? We need to get going," John called upstairs.
"Keep him busy," Dean pleaded with his brother. "Just for a few minutes."
"Dude, you've had it coming… in spades," Sam replied.
Their argument was interrupted by John's displeased voice again, "Dean? Sam?"
"Sammy, please." And who said the youngest Winchester was the only one with puppy-dog eyes…
After a moment's hesitation, giving a long-suffering sigh, Sam called back, "Any second now, Dad."
Three minutes later saw John stomping upstairs, clearly disgruntled. "Whiskey, Dean? We're supposed to exorcise a demon not hop on a Samba train."