
Commission for @neonthebright ~✿
December 30th excerpt:
Sam nearly dropped the journal when Dean shoved the hand holding Stan at him, hurriedly pocketing the book to be able to cup his hands. There was no time to worry about the droplets of blood staining the side of his fingers, something he normally didn’t worry about until they finished the hunt. “Dean!” Sam hissed, frantic about how quick his brother was moving with the little guy.
“Don’t worry, he’s fine! ” Dean insisted, tilting his hands into a slight incline to slide Stan into Sam’s hands. “Right, kid?”
December 29th excerpt:
“See?” Sam shot up at Dean. “Not a leprechaun.”
Dean rolled his eyes yet again. “Like it’s a hard mistake to make. You have to admit he fits the profile.”
“Minus the magic.” Sam took the knife back, tucking it into the sheath in his jacket. “I doubt he’d sit quietly in your jacket for thirty minutes if he had spells he could sling at us.”
Hopefully they can convince the small folk to get them some help, if they can catch their attention! Sam and Dean always keep an ear out to see if there’s anything going on in the small folk world. They hear and see everything.
December 28th excerpt:
Stan’s tiny green eyes flicked back up to Sam, only to drop shyly back down. It was startling to look up and suddenly find himself face to face with a toothy grin wider than he was tall. And while he was mostly sure that he didn’t have to worry about anything from it, the hunters had given him nothing to say for sure that he didn’t.
Either way, the sight of those large teeth did little more than make Stan cringe. His bones were so thin compared to the humans’ fingers, and it was hard for Stan to banish the image of how easily he could snap in half between those incisors.

During the last poll, the other choices we had were The Ties That Bind (posting currently), There’s No Place Like Home and Dean of Nowhere.
BA will not be in the next poll due to other plans for it.
The only stories we can guarantee is There’s No Place Like Home and Dean of Nowhere. We’ll be working on editing a few other stories before the horror story finishes (and if nightmares manages to pull herself out of this stupor), so we’ll be adding more to that!
December 27th excerpt:
“S… S-Stan,” he replied, gaze lowering a bit as he internally chastised himself for being too quiet, stammering too much. He didn’t know these humans well enough to tell if they would mind.
“Well Stan,” Sam said, his face blossoming into a smile to help reassure the kid Dean was holding, “it’s good to meet you.” Despite everything, he was completely sincere, a distinctly different countenance compared to Dean.
It’ll work the same!
It’s a psychic knack, so it’s not tied to anything physical going on. If someone senses he’s there, whether they see him or not, he’s going to know. This includes a blind or normal human hearing him close by. It’s a very handy ability to have when he’s avoiding notice!
(Sorry for how long it’s taking to answer these, life has been tough this month)
December 26th excerpt:
Dropping to his knees, Sam had eyes only for Stan. He missed the way Dean scoffed and rolled his eyes above them, his hand wavering slightly under Stan in his distraction. A movement that Sam missed, so slight that it was barely perceptible for the human hunter.
“Hey there,” Sam said, his voice hushed so it was nearly a whisper. He flared his fingers open into a small wave. “My name’s Sam. That’s my brother Dean. What’s your name?” His voice remained level and even, doing what he could to lessen any intimidation to the smaller man. After being left in Dean’s pocket for so long, Sam doubted the guy would be thinking completely straight.