As for Sam, they were pretty disoriented after Jacob put the Impala down after carrying them through the forest, and after their time hunting a wendigo Sam’s been working on improving their methods of surviving in the forest.
Great trackers, bad navigators. But Dean always has his M&Ms.
We made it! The blog got to over 600 followers just this week, and since it’s a special occasion, we’ll share a special picture!
@chewbaccaaah was asking earlier on if Brothers Kept had any fluff coming, or if Dean would stay a nervous wreck, so we’ll show you a rare picture of Stan and Dean actually relaxing. So rare that we haven’t gotten to write it just yet, but you can bet this is coming up for them in the story!
Also, a note for our lovely followers who made this all possible: @nightmares06 is currently on overtime at work, and both her manager and her manager’s manager have resigned, so if posts are sporadic, it’s because of the added stress. Chapter updates remain on schedule though!
Artwork by @lotminx! Their YCH 14, if anyone wants to get this pose for their bbys.
“You can’t let anyone see him,” Dean talked fast, both brothers walking with rapid, long strides to cut down on time without a flat-out run across the field and forest between the motel and the school. “If they grab, they might hurt the kid. We need to look out for him until we can get him back where he belongs.”
“I know,” Sam said with that unique way kids have of sounding completely exasperated with their family for pointing out the obvious.
Oscar tumbled over once, then twice, unable to counter the tilt of Sam’s hand. He landed with a gasp at the bottom of the pocket, and lay still to watch the hand retreat. Once it was gone, Sam’s face replaced the view above.
“Oh no,“ he murmured, squirming around until he could find a sense of balance. The pocket was made of cozy fabric but it swayed with every step. He never could have prepared for anything like it.
Dean dropped a hand next to Stan. “Tired?” he asked with a knowing glint in his eye.
Stan nodded sleepily, giving in to the infectious yawn he’d caught from Dean. He climbed right onto the offered hand with a lot on his mind as he thought back to the conversation that had gone on over his head during the film.
“Are you… gonna tell other hunters about me?” he asked quietly before all the boldness he’d gleaned from the movie could fade.
Sam is a BIG fan of mother henning his Jacob, it would be a struggle to let the little guy go free to wander!
Jacob might be fine with hanging out with other little guys. They would at least understand and help him out. There’d be a lot of tol folks around, though, and after all the grief he dealt with without Sam or Bowman as a buffer, he’d be sticking close to one of them if he could. He could chill with Oscar.
Yeah, there’s not much chance that Sam will let his tiny lil Jacob anywhere close to a giant among giants. He’s had enough trouble keeping Dean out of trouble with the little guy!
With the sizes in question, the biggest Jacob is unlikely to be able to see the tiny Jake without some sort of aid to help his sight. It’s a huge, huge difference between them!
Part of the Lounge, to keep it safe for the little guys, especially Oscar or Bowman, who might not have any relation to a Sam or Dean that never encountered them, is an understanding with the others there. Dean, even from that AU and completely unaware of the borrowers or sprites, would know that they’re not dangerous.
He would immediately be beset by his Sam, who’s been waiting so long to see him!