THE MAGIC INGREDIENT
WOW kick. A Winchester tip - whenever you gank a witch, always make sure to raid her vegetable garden afterwards.
We join the brothers in the motel room, just finishing their supper …
Diclaimer: I don't own anything Supernatural, magic, odd or even vaguely interesting.
"Hey-yy-eyy Shammy," Dean drawled, kicking at Sam's legs under the table.
"Yeah?" Sam replied, unsuccessfully suppressing a giggle.
"I' m flyin'," Dean chuckled, "here I go … wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Making swooping motions with his arms, Dean somehow managed to slap himself in the ear.
"Y-you jus' smacked y'shelf, dude," Sam snorted gleefully.
"Well, I prob'ly desherved it," Dean mumbled, rubbing the wrong ear.
Still laughing helplessly, Sam toppled backwards off his chair; "I felled o-off the d-dumb chair," he sniggered from the floor.
Dean grinned droopily; drifting cross-eyed and flapping his arms; "I'm still flyyyyyin'," he crooned.
That was one awesome mushroom omelette!