What a prank to play on his older brother, especially if Dean doesn’t know it’s there at first!
Month: April 2016
April 27th excerpt:
“You humans and your endless weirdness,” Bowman quipped, flicking his wings before settling them on the table behind him to relax.
“Humans cook most of their food,” Sam said with a grin, glad for things to be going back to their normal banter about how strange his people were. It was what he’d done with Bowman since his curse. Constant arguments about corners, size, food… and it was always entertaining.
“Who cares about mushrooms,” Dean mumbled around his own slice. “Give me some pepperoni or sausage any day.” He wrinkled his nose when Sam waved a mushroom over his head and then pointedly took a bite out of it.
Yes, Jacob finds Sam in both AUs. But to say that these two storylines are the same would be saying that Brothers Apart and Brothers Together are the same because Dean found Sam in both.
Brothers Found is placed in 2005 just like Brothers Apart. The storyline of these two will be similar. Sam is out in the rooms trying to find food for his family and he gets caught, only instead of Dean finding him, it’s a complete stranger, an unsuspecting, seventeen year old Jacob Andris.
Brothers Unexpected is placed in 1993, the same week of Sam’s curse. He is ten, and runs away from Walt and Mallory Watch. They can’t get to him before he gets caught by a young Jake, who is only four-going-on-five.
In other words, they are completely different plots and completely different style stories. If they were the same, we wouldn’t write them. Just like we shouldn’t write any more Brothers Together if it was the same as Brothers Apart, right?
Oh, I don’t think you ever have to worry about spamming my tumblr. I love hearing from you. In fact, a big reason I got the tumblr originally was to let people who didn’t have a da (and those who did) get more involved in the storyline. When I run a poll to decide what story comes next, votes can be sent in through the asks on tumblr along with the poll itself on da.
I used to stay away from fan fiction myself, but always found myself finding stories about these brothers, Sam and Dean, when I was reading gt online. The more I read the more I wanted, so in the end, I took the plunge one day to find out what these two characters looked and sounded like, and I never came back. The show is entertaining, and I never get tired of the brothers or anyone else on the cast. So if you ever have a chance, I’ll always recommend it.
(I’m so emotionally invested in these brothers it’s not even funny)
Getting this message on Monday morning had to be the best way to start off my day! You are just as amazing, and you put a smile right on my face.
That means the world to me to hear! I’ve tried hard to make the stories able to stand on their own, especially the Brothers Apart series and all the AUs that are based around it. Plus, the OCs in the stories are so fun to have around, both mine and Neon’s. They really seem to have minds of their own somedays.
Don’t worry about the stories ever running out. Even at three posts a week, we probably have around a year’s worth of stories we’re writing/editing/working on, and always more on the way! And honestly, since we’ve cried over some of the parts, you’ll probably feel a few tears coming up in them.
April 26th excerpt:
Paper birds? Dean mouthed at Sam in some confusion, eliciting a smile from his younger brother.
“Paper airplanes,” Sam corrected with the sound of someone who’d long since given up trying to argue with the name. “Y’know that pen I used? That’s not the only thing I had on me from the motel.” His ears turned red at the memory, sheepish about taking stuff from the room. “I had the notebook they supplied the room with on me too. I think most of the pages ended up being used for paper airplanes.”
“I’m surprised you didn’t run off with the Bible,” Dean joked, a full smile finally overtaking his face at the easy banter between them.
It did occur to them, in fact. As said before, they had to awkwardly ask if he needed meat to survive. They would have gone out to get him bugs or worms if they needed to, despite not being used to catching them for food. Luckily for them, they didn’t need to make that adjustment. Wellwood is plentiful with all kinds of non-meat foods that provide the nutrients a young Sam could need.
And lets remember that Sam isn’t a big meat-eater like his brother is! It would be easier for him to adapt to a steady diet of roots, vegetables, mushrooms and fruits, along with Sam and Bowman’s favorite honeycomb!
The contest has closed but the fun continues! Enjoy a special sneak peek for Brothers Asunder while I’m going through the entries ❤
“Now let him go or I’ll make you regret it!” Sam shouted up, false bravado covering up the fear in his voice. His hazel eyes were hard and determined. His knees remained slightly bent, ready to leap out of the way if the human snatched at him.
Jacob’s eyebrows shot up. “Woah, woah,” he said, trying to head off the fear and nerves directed at him. He didn’t want to terrorize the little guys. His curiosity kept his hand wrapped securely around the winged one, despite the tiny kicks twitching against his palm and the bitty hands pushing on his knuckles. “I’m not gonna hurt anyone,” Jacob insisted.
He kept his eyes on the little swordsman even as the winged guy barked out a laugh at him. The little jacket had some kind of designs in the hem and the sleeves, and there was a similar design along the side seam of the pants tucked into those boots. He definitely looked like a swordsman right out of a novel, and Jacob wondered what the cape-like attachment fixed to the side of the jacket was for.
“Seriously, I’m just trying to figure out what’s going on here,” Jacob tried again. “Why don’t you have wings, too?” He reached down towards the little guy, trying to keep his hand lower to avoid that sword if he could. It might be tiny, but it looked sharp.
Bowman, twisted around to keep an eye on his adopted brother, felt his frantic heart speed up even more. “Sam!”
Sam’s eyes went wide at the size of the hand as it swept towards him and he almost went to stumble backwards instead of stay in the forms Scar had taught him. The sprite’s lessons focused on methods to take on animals bigger than the sprites.
The enemy is strong, and he is dangerous. But he will be strong and dangerous whether we cower and doubt ourselves or fly out to meet him.
Sam’s nerves solidified and he lunged forward with his sword to meet the human’s grab on his own terms.
The slash with the rapier met flesh, slicing across the human’s hand at the same time as Sam leapt out of the way of the grab. He was bulkier than any sprite, but light and spry on his feet after training for a good portion of his life. The lightweight boots and uniform helped him move like a leaf, designed for the sprites so they could swoop and dodge and not be hindered by the fabric.
Jacob’s hand moved too fast for Sam to completely avoid with a leap. To his shock and eternal consternation, he found himself landing on the back of the human’s massive hand. The flesh gave slightly under his boots and his heart pounded.
Jacob winced and sucked in a breath of pain. He lifted his hand up and away from the ground again, surprised by how fast the little guy was. He’d thought for sure he’d be able to draw his hand back if that little sword swung at him. Already there was a stinging cut on the back of his hand near his thumb, an inch or two long. But Jacob wasn’t looking at the cut.
He was staring in shock at the little fighter standing on the back of his hand.
He hadn’t even noticed the tiny boots landing there in his haste to get his hand away from the threat. Now, he wasn’t safe from the threat, but he did have the little guy more or less in hand. He kept himself as steady as he could to avoid tipping the little guy right off the side, and stared openly. “Woah,” he breathed, in awe at the dexterity just displayed to him. “Holy shit.”
Artwork by the wonderful @lamthetwickster
April 25th excerpt:
Bowman didn’t notice Jacob’s look. “He said I look like a fairy,” he said, exasperated as he could be. He remembered Sam making a similar comparison at one point in their childhood. “Someone got the wrong information into all of your heads at some point.”
“You do look like a fairy,” Dean protested in an attempt to save himself. “It’s not my fault. The only thing that would make you more fairy-like is if you had butterfly wings to go along with the whole forest getup.”
Hah, it’s true! The wood sprites of Wellwood are all vegetarians. Interestingly enough, when Sam arrived, one of the first things the sprites did was see what their Archives had on humans. They discovered there that humans do eat meat, and then came an unbearably awkward conversation with Sam. It was hard to figure out how to bring it up with him, but it was kind of important that they know … would a human eat a sprite? And did they need to figure out a way to get meat for him, or could he survive without it?
Thankfully they could smooth that over after many perplexed looks and probably lots of cringing.
Sam grew up with a sprite diet, since it would be hard for them to get meat for him. It worked out well, because the food was all extremely healthy and helped him grow into a strong young knight!
Were they afraid Sam might try to eat them? That would be a very awkward conversation indeed…
Not at all! Sam is sprite-sized, so it didn’t cross their minds that he would want to eat them. However, after they found out that his brother might be a giant, suddenly they had to think about the fact that he could present that danger. Their worry was more along the lines of “if we find him, will he want to eat us?” A question like that can make diplomacy very tricky, depending on the answer.
Wood sprites are a prey species, so their general rule is caution with anything that might be a predator, and for people that consider four inches to be pretty tall, that list is kind of long.
Brothers Apart 