XD I think you made my day when this came in, can I adopt you?

Seriously, this was a great boost for my confidence. I’m so glad you’re loving the story, and we’ve got sososo many more plans for it, many inspired by the readers here that we can’t wait to see what everyone thinks!

I might not get paid in $$, but trust me when I say comments like this are good for the soul and keep your writers happy! 

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We are just as excite for it! Have a snippet to read ^-^


“I’m near the village, yeah. I’m guessing I’ll have to get over there before Bowman freaks out about squirrels or something but … well I probably won’t miss your arrival.”

“You know me,” Dean quipped lightly. “I’m just the life of the party. You know you can’t wait to see me arrive.” Despite his words, he couldn’t help but worry as well, a fact he was trying to keep hidden. Unlike Bowman, Jacob had no wings to use to escape any animals out there. And unlike Sam, he wasn’t used to being small. At least Sam could put his expert climbing skills to use finding hand- and footholds to scramble up a tree if he had to. Dean doubted Jacob would fare any better than Dean himself at that type of venture.

“You get yourself to safety, alright? We need our hunting buddies all in one piece, downsized or not. That’s what’s important here.” He moved on to packing up Sam’s belongings, a small bed and desk Bobby had found for them after discovering the small Winchester was still alive. In fact, it had been Bobby’s gentle prodding that had galvanized Dean into building a Sam-sized panic room under the seat of the Impala, so there was a safe haven for Sam and Bowman if they ever needed it. There was a variety of threats out there for guys their size, and Dean was determined to give his brother every advantage he could provide.

“Yeah, I’ll… I’ll do that,” Jacob answered uncertainly. He glanced over at the stream. There were supposedly stepping stones for the flightless sprites to cross the stream safely, but he couldn’t imagine them being easy. The sprites grew up with wings and judged their entire sense of balance on them. Jacob didn’t have that kind of advantage.

If this is a party, then where’s the beer?

Hmm, well Sonny would probably figure Dean out pretty fast and be shocked to find Sammy. They’d both work together to make sure Sam keeps out of trouble and out of the way of the other boys, and Sam would accompany Dean to school just like in BT.

Sonny’s farm in canon happens about a month after Sam’s curse hits, so at this point they’re actually discovering Oscar. Since there’s only one kid to support, money goes further and Dean didn’t have to steal bread for food.

There are actually a few different methods, and all of these methods can be used by anyone if they forget their toothbrush on a camping trip.

First, he can take a cloth and wrap it around his finger. This makes a ‘brush’ than he can then use, after stealing some toothpaste from Dean. Of course, this cloth needs to be washed daily, and he will make good use of his cup of water.

Another method if he can use if he doesn’t have any toothpaste at all or any other supplies, he can scrape his teeth with his finger. Rinse well!

If out in the woods, like when they’re on their way to Wellwood, is a green twig. The fibers of the twig, after chewing on it for a bit, are gentle and great for scraping. This method can be seen on shows like Survivor.

Good question!

It actually gives me a chance to point out (maybe for the first time…?) that anyone who gets hit by the curse actually gets a huge strength boost. If we put a curse victim next to a regular human, side-by-side, the victim can haul them around like it’s child’s play. This helps their climbing skills, and helps them blend in with the others their size who are more adjusted to the trials of living at less than four inches in height.

With BL, this AU has both brothers living at the same size for their entire lives. This didn’t even happen in canon, with the way Sam took off to go to college. So here, they’ve lived and worked together for survival since the very beginning. There isn’t much question between them who does what, and all their trips for supplies are planned out and done by instinct. That doesn’t mean they won’t joke around; when Dean’s taking too long climbing up, Sam has a habit of grabbing his older brother by his jacket collar and hauling him up… kicking all the way.

True! Dean can be heavy-handed when either the situation calls for it or when he’s hot-headed and raring for a fight.

The difference here is if he does roughhouse with Sam, he could do permanent damage to his little brother, and put an end to what trust they’ve managed to scrape together. That said, I highly doubt Dean will ever win a fight in this method. The relationship between them is different in my AU than what’s on the Supernatural TV show.

On the other hand, Dean has absolutely no problem using his size against his enemies. Even Bowman, at first, had to deal with a harsher Dean than Sam anytime.


Future snippet to illustrate this:

“It wasn’t an offer,” Dean said simply. The defiant stance had no effect on his determination. “And if you don’t, you’ll just have to deal with the consequences. Simple as that.”

With a painful slowness, he curled the fingers of his hand inwards, boxing the man in. The little guy’s eyes widened and he tried to push himself away from the advancing wall. But his hands were small against even Dean’s fingertips, unable to hold them back.

Dean didn’t stop there. In short order, there was no sign that he had another human in his hand. All that was visible was Dean’s fist and the ring on his finger. The guy was completely clenched inside.

“Fuck! Let me out! ” the man bellowed, seething with the knowledge that a lot of his volume was lost to the prison encased around him. He writhed as much as he could in the extremely tight space, which didn’t say much. His arms were pinned at awkward angles to his chest and his legs could hardly move at all. Dean’s ring dug into his side mercilessly every time he shifted.

Without warning, Dean flipped his hand upside down so all that was holding the guy from dashing to the ground was Dean’s curled fingers. “This is a classic case of ‘be careful what you wish for,’ ” Dean said with a grin. His fingers loosened up a little so that the guy would be able to see the ground down below through the cracks.

With the constant struggles, Dean waited patiently until one of the man’s small legs happened into the space between his index finger and thumb. Seizing the moment, his finger pinned the leg against his thumb…

And Dean opened his hand.

(Name removed for spoiler purposes)

Ah, I missed that it was a prompt.

Nevertheless, it’s not a prompt I’d do with the brothers. Like I said, Sam’s not skilled with sewing in my ‘verse. If Dean saw Mallory or Krissy at work with a needle, he would be in awe, and the same goes for Oscar, who has his own set of sewing supplies. Sam, however, is more likely to make a mess of things while Dean, despite his thread being closer to yarn for Sam, might have a chance of fixing it. It’s just like fixing up doll clothing, which isn’t impossible, especially for a man used to working with intricate equipment and crafting his own weapons.

If Dean saw Sam working in his journal, on the other hand, he’d be awed by the tiny writing that must be microscopic compared to him. He won’t be able to believe how precise Sam’s writing is.