Month: July 2016

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73. Green

“Ow!”

With a startled exclamation, Krissy drew her hand away from the needle she was trying to work with. A droplet of blood glistened on her fingertip, wavering as her hand shook.

“Here, let me see,” Mallory’s soft voice came, and a careful hand wrapped around Krissy’s slim wrist.

Mallory had decided to take the day to show Krissy some of the ropes on her sewing techniques. The boys were all out of the house except for Krissy’s younger brother, Bennett, who stayed back at her place to watch over their ailing mother. Sam and Walt would come back with enough food for both families, with any luck, and they would help support each other as best they could. It was good for Krissy to get out from time to time like this. She needed to get some space to herself, and she was one of the most adept people when it came to tiny, intricate movements.

They’d begun with dethreading some of the fabric Sam had found for them. A combination of blues and greens, Mallory was thrilled to have some color to work with for once. Krissy had claimed the green, and was trying her best to mimic the sewing techniques of Mallory. She was getting there, and one day might be able to make clothing like the jeans and jackets Sam and Walt were so fond of. Human designs really were versatile, no matter than they made the Watch family stand out among people their own size. It wasn’t like they went to gatherings very often.

Mallory blotted the blood from Krissy’s hand. “It’ll get easier as you go,” she said with a gentle smile. She held out her hand. As small and slim as her fingers were, the fingertips were covered with calluses from long years of sewing. Mallory poked at her fingertip with a needle. “I can barely feel it now,” she said with a grin.

Krissy’s eyes were wide. At just over seventeen, she idolized the older woman. Mallory was one of the few staples in her life, which was why she’d claimed all the green fabric. It was Mallory’s favorite color. If Krissy could make something to thank her with, it would need to be green.

Once her finger stopped throbbing, Krissy resumed her careful actions. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth and she concentrated hard on the fabric, determined to make the green dress that she saw in her mind a reality.

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Sam would most likely spend his time at the size he’s used to. It’s been a very long time since he was human, and his knack aside, it’s jarring to be out and about with humans around. Dean or their close friends are one thing, but now he’ll be facing people that might be just like the Mangas family. There’s no way to know.

Dean would be thrilled, and now they’ve got an even better secret weapon. Sam can slip through the walls and get into places no human can go, and now he can switch back to full-size if he’s in trouble!

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I actually used to try and keep a running word count of the chapters we’d write, but I since had to give up on it because we just have too many chapters to keep up with. Add that to the fact that every time we edit a chapter, the word count changes so I had to flop and give up. Tooooo much.

Luckily, as for what we’ve already got posted, Archive of Our Own is a wonderful website to post your stories. It keeps a running count of everything you post! So I know how much I have posted between all my different stories, and once chapters are posted it gets added to the total.

Current word count of all things posted: 

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That is just some crazy number of words, and I wouldn’t be surprised if what we have saved and waiting to be edited can come close to rivaling it. The horror story is our longest story we’ve written (which is why it takes so damn long to finish editing), and is at least 220k words by itself, based on my last count before I gave up.

If you’re ever curious about what the current word count of posted things is, drop me a line and I’ll dig up the number!

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Oh, oops! This is what I get for posting the poll at 5am when I couldn’t sleep! It was supposed to be on there.

The poll closes Friday, July 15th at 6pm est to give me enough time to count the votes and get the new story ready to start posting that Sunday! 

I’ll go add that to the poll post so the end dates on there when I reblog it. Thanks!

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Thanks for clearing that up! It just definitely feels like the poll gets a lot of complaints whenever it’s time to start and I get fed up with it all. We want everyone to feel involved, but we don’t want favoritism so yeah. The poll was the best way to randomize it all.

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July 10th excerpt:

With the task ahead of them, Jacob shifted back away from the road and crept away with his hands still cupped safely under Sam. His “creeping” steps crushed underbrush and foliage under his car-sized boots, and more than one brave squirrel scolded him as he went.

Poll – What story should post next?

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A. Chasing Family

B. Family Ties

C. Sam of Wellwood

D. Like a Moth to Flame

–To vote, send in an ask. Anonymous voting is allowed, but remember if any votes are spammed, anonymous asks won’t be counted. Voting will also be enabled on deviantart shortly.

The poll closes Friday, July 15th at 6pm est to give us time to prepare the story for posting. Be sure to get your vote in before then! Once it’s over, no votes will be accepted.

The only way to find out for sure which storyline each story is from is to vote it in and see!

A Friendly Neighborhood

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neonthewrite:

I chose Jacob Andris for this one. The number corresponds to “Ice Cream”, which was a tough one to place until @nightmares06 gave me a suggestion. This takes place when Jacob is 14, in the Supernatural AU that she and I collaborated on, Brothers Adopted (find out more about it here).

Reading Time: ~5-10 minutes

Jacob had been drawn outside to the tinny sound of the ice cream van, along with a gaggle of other youth ranging from his mid-teen age to a couple kids barely past the toddler stage, clutching their mothers’ hands and pointing out what they wanted from the colorful menu splashed on the side of the van. His mom was out, so she couldn’t even try to discourage him from indulging in something for himself.

They were on vacation; weren’t they supposed to be treating themselves a little?

It was the first road trip he’d been able to take with family in a long time. His mother didn’t like to drive long distances too often, and she had trouble getting the time off work to make a trip in the first place. That, coupled with the fact that Jacob was only 14 and thus not permitted to drive, meant that this trip took a lot more planning ahead than many road trips tended to.

Jacob made sure to wait towards the back of the group crowded around the van. The smiling ice cream vendor took orders from the younger kids, patiently waiting for them to make up their minds and taking their piles of change with a good-natured laugh. By the time the rest had been served, Jacob had been standing there with his hands in his gray hoodie pocket for nearly ten minutes.

“Oh, I didn’t forget ya, kiddo, I might just have something left for you,” the man greeted as Jacob finally approached him. “What’ll ya have?”

Jacob smiled back, put at ease by the man’s cheerful nature. He was willing to bet that attitude sold more ice cream than the bored looks of some vendors. “I’ll just have an ice cream sandwich, dude,” he replied, already digging into his jeans pocket for his  money.

“That’ll be two-fifty,” the vendor replied, before turning to rummage in one of his freezers. Jacob found two crumpled ones in his pocket, and sorted out enough coins to make up the rest. These he placed in the man’s hand just as he turned back with Jacob’s purchase ready. “Thanks bud, enjoy it!”

“You bet,” Jacob replied, stepping back from the curb so the van could pull away and find another neighborhood to entice.

Jacob unwrapped his prize on the way back to the motel room. The breeze carried the scents of the nearby fields mixed with the pungent odor of asphalt from the parking lot. The wide dome of the Kansas sky was already tinting in yellow and pink, signalling a coming sunset. Jacob’s mom had headed out to get some food and supplies (all their planning and she’d forgotten her toothbrush).

He paused at the door of their room to glance back out over the parking lot. The motel wasn’t very busy, with most of its parking stalls empty. A flickering Vacancy! sign desperately called for more guests, right underneath the big moniker of the motel itself: Trails West.

After watching the sky a few minutes, Jacob wandered back into the room. He locked the door not out of paranoia, but out of respect for his mom’s wishes; she didn’t want someone to barge in at any point.

Facing the room, Jacob almost swore he saw a small shape darting under the dresser. He paused with his eyebrows raised, before shrugging and ambling into the room without concern. They were only there for the night, and the mice probably wouldn’t do any harm. Just don’t let mom spot you, little guys, he warned them in his head.

He flopped onto his bed with the remainder of his ice cream and grabbed the remote to turn on the TV. He absently unclasped his necklace, a twine choker with a single green bead, to set it safely on the nightstand. After that, he settled in, already thinking with excitement of the day ahead of them.

Jacob was nearly done with his treat when a knock came at the door. He tilted his head and glanced at the clock, wondering if his mom was back already. Then, with a shrug, he stood to answer the door. The wrapper from the ice cream was tossed into the bin on the way, and he unlocked the door to open it and see who’d come knocking.

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nightmares06:

Think it stumped me? Think again! Muahaha!

74. Ice cream

Note: This prompt is canon to Brothers Adopted, and goes hand-in-hand with the prompt received by @neonthewrite for ice cream – Jacob. See the other half of the prompt here.

The day was as beautiful as a day could get. The warm sun above, birds chirping in the trees.

Children gathering by the ice cream truck.

Celeste contented herself watching from a distance. Her glamor was perfect, and she could spy on all the children around the area like this with ease. The baby carriage in front of her sealed off the disguise, blending her in with the other moms that hovered around, watching their children run to get sweets from the ice cream man.

After ten years of waiting for that other child to resurface, Celeste had her eyes on a new target.

Her failure to catch both Winchester boys still stung at her. That day, more than any other day in her long life, stood out. The punishments alone left scars that no one would ever see.

But her master knew, and that’s all that mattered. She couldn’t fail again.

She grit her teeth, meandering so she had more distance from the mothers that cooed over her ‘child,’ a creation of air and light that appeared real enough to any untrained human eyes. She wanted to focus.

Her target was a little old for her normal tastes. Normally, she’d go for a younger kid. They were more adaptable. They had more opportunity to grow into the benefits the magic would give them. These humans thought it was a curse, to end up so small, but if they realized the potential…

Of course, not everyone got abilities that were useful. Without seeing Sam for herself, she had no way of knowing what gift he’d been given. Children were so adaptable, but had they chosen wrong when they’d targeted the Winchesters? She had been certain those brothers would be the ones, but they she’d failed to curse them both, and been chased out before seeing how Sam had made out.

Maybe today she would find out. See if her experiment had been successful, or if she needed to find new victims in yet another town.

The kid hovered at the back of the line. He was the tallest one there, and with a lean, strong build. She looked forward to seeing what became of him, though she doubted he’d appreciate the gift. His hoodie on during the warm day made him stand out. Easy to track and watch.

When at last he had his ice cream, she marked the motel room he vanished into. She wondered at her theory, that there were others of the little people in the walls. Perhaps today she could prove that theory, once he was given his gift.

A cruel smile crossed her face, and she strode deliberately across the parking lot. One elegant hand reached up to knock on the door.

He would be hers, just like Sam and so many others had before him.

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This has to be the best episode for this XD

Can you see Sam’s face when the door opens and in strolls his older brother, predictable knock and all to announce he’s there, only there’s a kid, and god he looks so familiar and then Sam realizes it’s the Dean he remembers from right when he got cursed…

So much to take in all at once.

Dean seems so small, even though he still towers over Sam. His hands are much thinner, and his fingers shorter. He has to pull the bench seat of the Impala so far up that Sam can see his little metal hideout peeking out if he peers off the back of the seat. 

And Sam looks bigger to Dean because even though Sam hasn’t changed, Dean’s gotten a lot shorter himself. Scrawny kiddo wearing oversized clothes, they better get him back to normal soon!

After all, who else can buy the beer?

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