Dean actually does pretty good when he first encounters smols, so it would have gone worse than it did, but not as bad as it could. As seen in Walt’s and Jacob’s first encounters with Dean in various AUs, he’s likely to grab, disarm and then trap, likely in a vase (while Jacob would grab a coffee pot), but he’s also very methodical. He won’t hurt Sam purposely, and will keep him trapped while he figures things out. Chances are, the brothers will figure each other out long before Dean calls Bobby up for advice, and if they didn’t, Bobby would scold Dean and tell him to let the little guy go. 

Idjit.

New Year Announcements

Today marks the end of 2016! ( Thank god )

With that, a few announcements for the new year.

  1. Tomorrow the 2017 Brothers Apart contests starts, with a few changes to the rules and slight adjustments to the prizes to fit with the new year! Be sure to check the blog!
  2. A special short story also goes up tomorrow to mark off new beginnings, and we hope everyone will be as excited for it as we are! :3
  3. During the month of January, @nightmares06 and @neonthebright are going on vacation and attending the Jacksonville supernatural convention! So a few things will be placed on hiatus for the duration of the vacation to give us a break from all responsibilities (though we’ll be coming up with more story ideas for sure!) From January 14th to January 28th, no new chapters/asks/excerpts will post. Sam of Wellwood will pause at Chapter 12 and resume posting January 29th with Chapter 13.
  4. This doesn’t mean asks or prompts will close! Please feel free to send in any questions or ideas you have and we’ll get back to you about them as soon as we can! 
  5. We’ll be sure to post updates from the convention! If you’re there, be sure to find us! We’ll be sitting (with my mom, so behave!) in seats C13 to C15. Come get a picture with us or with Oscar, who’s also attending! Saturday, Jan 21st is also my birthday >w> So I’m spending my birthday at the convention.

Any questions let us know, and may 2017 be a wonderful year for us all! (Except Jacob, if the horror story gets voted in).

December 31st excerpt:

The humans weren’t kept waiting long. At the back of the shelf, beyond where any of the books would reach unless they were shoved back all the way, Dean’s little shadow slipped from the corner. The crack he came from was expertly concealed to be hidden from view if one of the books in front was removed.

With the books gone, Dean had never felt so exposed leaving his own front door.

The tension in the air was so thick in the main room of the flat that even Dean picked up on it. He stepped up to the edge of the fabric John had gathered, his eyebrows going up as he saw it was all the same color. It didn’t take him long to piece together the fact that John had shredded a shirt for them to use, brushing a hand over a freshly-frayed edge.

December 30th excerpt:

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, doing his best not to cause too large of a breeze for his passengers, John looked to Sherlock. “Lead the way, then,” he muttered.

Sherlock stood and walked from the kitchen to the main room and John, holding his breath, lifted his hands from the table and followed. He stepped slowly and carefully to keep the ride as smooth as possible.

He felt like a bus. A giant, inefficiently shaped bus.

Oh, dear! Poor Dean!

(Sam would never let him hear the end of it if he had to give up his good boots and ended up walking back to the Impala in socks)

Lucky Sam doesn’t sink into the wet cement like Dean does, so he can show Dean which way to go where the cement is hardening more. And keep out from under Dean, in case his older brother stumbles and flails when he’s trying to pull his boots out from the suction of the cement!

All in all, Dean is very lucky Sam can’t carry his cell phone around, because there would be some very compromising pictures of a normally-suave hunter.

December 29th excerpt:

“You’re too short,” Sam grumbled, leaning more of his weight on Dean than he wanted to.

“Not my fault you’re a Sasquatch!” Dean snipped. Compared to everyone else, the Winchesters were the tallest people in the room that weren’t humans, but Sam still managed to tower over him.

Thank you so much!

Dean might try to run off at first, much like Sam, but once he’s over the initial startling first impression of everything around him becoming giant, he will do his best to hide his nerves for Sam’s sake. His little brother will be fret for Dean, considering he was out cold for a week, and now he just tried to run from Sam.

As for how they’d handle it afterwards, Dean is still the older brother, and still in charge of Sam, but Sam’s going to have to learn how to defend them both. Dean will help him learn how to care for his own gun, going so far as to help Sam clean the gun. Sam’s not sure how much Dean helps, since he has to make sure to steer clear of his older brother’s tiny body, but it certainly seems to cheer him up.

Honestly, they’ll bicker just as much since Dean’s a bossy little smol, but Sam will hate if he ever accidentally startles his older brother, or god forbid, scares him.

Character Profile: Oscar

image

Name: Oscar (He doesn’t know his last name)

Age: 20 (He’s 2 years younger than Sam)

Height: 3.25″ at the most

Species: Borrowers/Littles

Eye Color: Brown

Hair Color: Brown

Gender: Male

Known Abilities: One of the sneakiest littles around owing partially to his small frame, pretty accomplished climber (though not as speedy as Sam thanks to his shorter body), weaving and sewing clothes that are easier for the small folk to move around in

Oscar is a survivor, and has made it to adulthood despite the odds saying he shouldn’t.

Background: Oscar grew up in a little motel in Breckenridge, Colorado. He never knew his father, and his mother never talked about him. His mother was teaching him the skills he needed to survive at their size, but when he was around seven years old, she went out for supplies and never returned. After that, Oscar had to pick up his learning on his own, going out for supplies and food by himself despite his extremely timid nature. He never grew out of that, but he became very good at surviving despite the bad luck thrown at him.

Quote: Why… why are you hanging around with a human?

Th-the thunder’s a lot louder out here than in the walls.

Artwork by Heartstores

December 28th excerpt:

Sherlock’s eyes narrowed at Dean as he listened. “Is that who you were chasing?” he asked, sharing none of Anita’s hesitancy.

John’s head snapped up. “Chasing?” he repeated. When did that happen?

“Who did you think I was chasing?!” Dean griped, his annoyance at Sherlock flooding back.