@neonthewrite

You’re not wrong, anon. Tiny teddy Jacob would see something crazy. The tall, intense detective just whisked away far into the air… there he goes. Maybe a yell from Sherlock somewhere in the distance would reach his ears.

He’d try to bend his mind enough to focus but giant Jacob is about 980 times bigger than extra bitty Jacob. That’s a lot to take in!


How did everyone enjoy the weekend? Is this something you’ll want to do again? Should we run a special like this quarterly/semi-anually/anually? Send us your thoughts!

March 30th excerpt:

Jacob took a few careful steps forward, but he barely made it to Dean’s first knuckle before he stumbled and pitched forward. He tumbled head over heels onto Dean’s hand and a whuff of air rushed out of his lungs. He rolled to a stop on his back, his eyes wide and staring straight up. A few deep breaths restored his bearings, enough to realize he’d fallen right to the base of Dean’s fingers.

“Well that’s one way to do it,” he tried to play it off, but felt his cheeks heating up from the clumsy mishap.

Dean couldn’t hold in a chuckle at the abashed Jacob on his palm. As Sam grabbed his satchel, leaving his dirtied jacket behind, Dean shifted the hand a little so the flesh around Jacob was cupped, keeping him safely away from any edges as long as the fingers remained closed. It was strange to see how some of the wrinkles on his palm loomed over Jacob while he was lying flat on his back. Dean was careful not to pinch any of those tiny limbs as he shifted.

“Maybe you should let Sam give you some pointers,” Dean joked. “I think he’s the leading expert on standing on hands around here. He could even show you a thing or two about climbing.”

March 29th excerpt:

Switching back to Bowman, Sam grinned even brighter. “It could be worse. If we thought you had a ghost in you, you’d have Dean chasing you around with the salt and trying to chase it out. Or sneaking salt into your fruit, that way when you ate it the ghost would leave.”

The disgusted look on Bowman’s face, seen in a large scale like that, was absolutely priceless. The sprite straightened with his wings rigid as if he were actually offended by the very thought of ruining fruit like that. “You wouldn’t do something like that,” the sprite insisted, sounding as put off as he looked, and finally drew a laugh from Jacob.

“You say that,” he replied between chuckles, “but you have no idea.”

March 28th excerpt:

Jacob didn’t move a muscle. Even Dean’s most careful steps rattled in the nightstand. He wondered what it would feel like if Dean actually had his shoes on. Jacob barely breathed. That hand, laden with a huge basin of water, was like a low flying plane coming ever closer.

Dean knelt and lowered the soap dish to the center of the nightstand, placing it lightly on the surface. “Okay, so just let me know if you need anything else. I’ll just be doing research…” He figured they didn’t want him sticking around, so he shifted in place, readying himself to stand back up.

Ask the authors weekend concludes!

We hope everyone had as much fun as we did this weekend! It definitely went a different way than we expected, and a bunch of cute ideas are floating around out there!

Feel free to send in anything you think of with the AU lounge, and regular asks are open again.

Throughout the week, we’ll be working through the rest of the asks received at the end of Sunday, since we ran out of time to finish them off. If only it could be a three-day weekend (or four-, or five-day weekend)

That said, how did everyone enjoy the weekend? Is this something you’ll want to do again? Should we run a special like this quarterly/semi-anually/anually? Send us your thoughts!

March 27th excerpt:

“Maybe if you get some coffee you’ll start waking up with the dawn. You might be able to keep up with me then.” He gave Bowman a grin.

Bowman sent Sam a sharp look then, his wings actually bristling at the challenge. “Keep up with you?” he echoed, sounding like he really didn’t believe what he heard. Then again, as someone who prided himself on being the fastest and most skilled flyer in his village, he might actually not believe it. “I’ll race circles around you,” he asserted with pride, though he grinned good-naturedly.

Jacob rolled his eyes. “Not in the mornings you won’t,” he retorted.

@nightmares06

Aww, what a cute group of Weechesters! Tiny Dean can find a tiny Sam of his own, and big Dean can be thrilled to see at least one Sam got out of the way of the curse. He’ll be so proud of his tiny counterpart. Got their Sammers out of the way so he can grow up normal (or as normal as a Winchester can).

This pair of Deans would get along much smoother than their older counterparts, that’s for sure. Much less pestering each other, more time spent making sure their kiddo Sam’s don’t get into trouble while exploring the lounge and finding new people to talk to.


Ask the author weekend is wrapping up, but we always welcome your questions! Feel free to send some more in, and we’ll get to them throughout the week.

@neonthewrite

Oh, I think the AU Lounge is definitely a Thing. We love it.

Oscar would be so tickled by the idea of giving someone else a piggyback ride! Usually everyone’s too big for him. Jacob could hang on and actually look the mini giants in the eyes at last. Much better than a certain sprite hoisting him up in surprise.

Mini Jake with kid!Oscar would be cute too. Wee Sam would be fascinated by this new friend Oscar found.


@nightmares06

Aww, teeny kiddo Sam’s gotta make sure Oscar takes good care of their teddy Jake. So smol.


Ask the author weekend is wrapping up, but we always welcome your questions! Feel free to send some more in, and we’ll get to them throughout the week.