REVENGE OF THE EUPHEMISM

Something that could only happen to Dean has happened to Dean.

A 3 x100 word triabble by Amberdreams, Dizzo and Edina Clouds (not necessarily in that order)

Challenge word is compete.

Disclaimer: We don't own them however much we plot and scheme.

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"I'm just going for a quick burst on my banjo."

"What?"

"You know, syphon the python, shake hands with the unemployed, point Percy at the porcelain!" Dean face was turning beetroot with frustration as complete incomprehension competed with rampant hysteria on Sam's face. Then suddenly, light dawned in the Winchester storage lock-up.

"Oh my god, Dean. I told you not to touch any of those hex boxes. You must have been cursed by something."

Dean looked horrified.

"Fornicating spherical objects! Quick, get Bobby on the audio-based menu-selection system!"

When Sam had finally stopped laughing, he called Bobby on the cell-phone.

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"He did what?" Bobby asked, incredulous.

"He got hexed. Something in Dad's lock-up," Sam explained. "He can only speak in euphemisms."

"S.O.B." Bobby sniggered. "You found the hex box yet?"

"Yeah lid's open ... I can see inside without touching it."

"Right ... good ... what can you see?"

"A stone tablet with strange symbols ... I think they're Greek."

"Makes sense ... s'where the word comes from. E-mail me a photo ... I'll see what I can do."

Two hours later Bobby had translated the text and had the solution.

"He's gotta compete in an Olympic sport," he said.

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"This curse dates from the ancient Olympics;" Sam explained to his disbelieving brother; "you'll be cursed to speak gibberish forever unless you embrace the purifying effect of the Olympic spirit."

"This is male bovine fertilizer", Dean snorted, irritably rearranging himself inside the skin-tight shorts issued by the local athletics club, before reluctantly taking his place at the 100 metres start.

Twelve seconds later, he crossed the line ahead of seven other competitors.

Sam watched Dean leaping around, posturing, posing and gleefully belting out 'We are the Champions'. The cure had created a monster.

He sighed; "male offspring of a female canine!"

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