Jacob was only 14 when he was cursed. Older than Sam was when he was cursed, but still just a kid. At the time of the story, he’s 17, so he’s still pretty new to the curse while Sam is a veteran. That means Jacob is stuck between worlds! He still remembers pretty well what his life was like before shrinking down, but he’s also getting used to the size of everything around him.
What a time to meet a giant Dean Winchester, huh?
April 30th excerpt:
Sam decided to take advantage of it all. “I wonder who’ll be taller after this!” he called. Keeping a hand on the hilt of his sword, he bounced up an inch and landed on the pillow next to Bowman, aiming to upset the sprite’s balance.
Bowman’s grin fell from his face and he stumbled backwards as the pillow sank under Sam’s weight. He tried to compensate his balance with his wings, but in the end the surface under them was too plushy for him to keep his feet.
His last ditch effort to leap up and hover above the pillow failed as well. He couldn’t find his balance and simply ended up falling backwards in a tangle of limbs. “Blast it!” he blurted out, awkwardly trying to roll over and pinning one of his wings.
Above them, Jacob couldn’t hold back a laugh. “Holy shit, Bowman,” he said through his snickers. “I don’t think anyone could have done that any better.”
The time has come at last, and I’m pleased to announce the winners of this year’s contest!
Tumblr winners:
@borrowedtimeandspace with the entry In the Darkness
and
@beanwinchestnut with the entry C’mon, pint-size
Deviantart winners:
@bittykimmy/kimstaticchild with Midsummer Nightmare
and
firenze11 with The Other Brother
Last but not least, this last prize is for being willing to write a subject that personally terrifies me and I can’t go near with a ten foot poll, despite the prompts I’ve gotten for it. So, round of applause for @torchmlp/torchmlp with A Dwindling Perspective. You win as well!
Thank you to everyone that participated, this contest wouldn’t be anywhere near as successful without all of you lovelies! If I had the means, I’d give a prize for everyone!
Winners, I’ll be in contact 🙂
It’s an adorable story idea (sadly, Oscar’s mom was gone by this point in time, so she wouldn’t be around to help the boys out). We may do something along the lines of this in the future. There’s a few ideas hopping around for Oscar and the bros, both in my ‘verse and Neon on her own, so you never know what’s going to happen!
For the deviantart contest, there are 9 entries, on the tumblr side there are 8!
This year had an absolutely wonderful turnout, and I look forward to handing out the prizes!
April 29th excerpt:
Sam was barely visible. Only the top of his head was peeking out of the shirt, balled up in it as he was. Reaching out a hand, Dean carefully brushed Sam’s hair so he could see the peaceful expression on his little brother’s face. Sam shifted at the motion, snuggling deeper into the folds. He never woke up.
Dean smiled at that, and went around to the other side of the bed to get in. He did his best to avoid jarring the pillow across from him, but he had a distinct feeling that if any of them were awake for it, it would be closer to a low scale earthquake, based on the amount the pillow shook.
Sinking into his own pillow, Dean kept his eyes on the flannel shirt close by. He at least knew he didn’t roll around in his sleep, and most days he was an incredibly light sleeper. It would have to be enough.
He has not tried to scale down Dean, but he’s scaled up on more than one occasion. Mostly because Dean just gives him a hand if he wants to go all the way to the ground, but has learned to not just grab Sam if he’s climbing up unless he feels like being scolded.
Sam could experiment with techniques like that around their room, but a lot of his climbing happens in places he’s never been in before because of the nature of their job. So he wouldn’t have the chance to set up a zip-line.
Of course, while in their room Sam could dive bomb Dean’s head with that.
April 28th excerpt:
“Judging by yesterday, I’m betting you’ll make up for a lot by babysitting some nestlings,” Jacob quipped. The feeling of the tiniest little shoes walking on his hand or his shoulders would never lose its novelty, he was certain. Those kids hadn’t even had a chance to play with Sam’s “big big brother.”
A strange, almost alien happiness came over Dean at that. “Ya think?” he asked, a bit of awe in his eyes. He’d seen Jacob with the nestlings, but most of his time in the village had been spent either with Sam at his home or planning with Scar.
The children that visited with Jacob were so small. Especially the tiny nestling that had gotten a piggyback ride on Sam’s shoulders. While they were both standing on Jacob’s knee. Within reach of not one human, but two after Dean came over to join them.
X3 It’s great to hear that! I was thrilled to get Bowman involved with the brothers. They make such an interesting combination, with no end to the sass shot back and forth. It’s why we decided to have him in the tenth story, a nice special edition.
Bowman will be back again in the future in Brothers Apart, and of course, there’s endless possibilities in the AUs we’ve designed. Not to mention, the next time he and the brothers run into each other, Jacob will be around to watch out for his sprite buddies (I can just imagine how he’ll take it when he finds out Dean kidnapped Bowman at first ^^;).
Ah, it’s definitely so great to hear that you are enjoying it! So much work has gone into this collab and it’s been a great experience to be able to see how my Bowman deals with the Winchesters. It turns out he sasses just as much but he can still get the job done. I can’t wait to add Jacob to the mix, and I hope you enjoy the AUs we have lined up. They are works of a lot of time and effort (and also many feels).
Thanks again!
I have to say, picking winners for this year’s contest is hard. You’re all so amazing.
Brothers Apart 