WOW Bill and Flag - a double drabble for Fire'CxO'Ice's birthday - have a great day my friend!

Sometimes, where unco-operative, pain in the ass big brothers are concerned, it's better just to spare the sugarcoating and tell it like it is!

I'm a klutz! It's just occurred to me that I completely missed the drunk Dean/protective Sam party prompt. I can give you some incapacited Dean and protective Sam - I hope that will suffice! :-(

Disclaimer: I don't own them and the following 200 words demonstrates why this is a good thing.


It was becoming uncomfortable to watch as Dean laboured miserably through yet another bowl of soup.

Eventually, Sam cracked; "alright, which tooth is it?"

Dean winced, "don' know what you mean"

"Your face looks like you're auditioning for Alvin and the Chipmunks," Sam replied; "you're only eating soup, our Vicodin keep disappearing. That's what I mean."

Dean manufactured a menacing glare but Sam persisted regardless.

"Is it your wisdom teeth?"

The glare twitched and Dean sighed, shaking his head; "no, tooth broke last week."

Sam gasped; "last week?"

"Dean, you need a dentist," Sam coaxed; "if you've broken a tooth, you could get an infection, or an abscess. It'd be agony and you'd have pus leaking into your mouth and you might get blood poisoning and die."

Dean blinked.

"Do you know how much I hate you right now?"

Sam grinned; it was a white flag in the face of insurmountable logic.

He tossed a couple of bills on the table, and guided Dean out of the diner in search of a dentist.


Two hours later, Sam watched his queasily grey, drug-addled brother stumble shakily from the dentist's treatment room, a bead of drool glistening on his chin.

"Shamby; abshesth would've been easshhier …"