August 6th excerpt:

Stan did pipe up with a comment after a few minutes, tilting his head when he noticed a word the borrowers in the movie kept saying. “ ‘Beans’…?” he wondered aloud. “Oh, human beings, they mean,” he nodded, scrunching his nose in displeasure and confusion. “No one’s called them ‘beans’ in ages.”

Dean smirked. “Well, that’s good,” he said lazily, nudging Stan in the side with a finger. “I think ‘bean’ fits you better than it fits us…” His finger moved up to mess Stan’s hair yet again before backing off.

August 5th excerpt:

“Kind of,” Stan replied quietly. There were plenty of shots in what little of the movie they’d seen so far to convey just how big the human family was. Lots of close-ups on enormous hands and angles that made the people seem distant yet towering. While none of the humans were aware of their smaller housemates, their dangers were that of an ignorant, unintentional manner.

Except for the boy setting traps.

“For humans, they do a good job of showing how things look to us,” he commented, relieved when it seemed that the danger was over for the moment.

August 4th excerpt:

“Is that what we look like to you?” Dean asked as he saw the perspective of the humans trying to get ice from the machine, very nearly knocking the kids out of the fridge door.

Stan gave a small jump as the question broke through the trance connecting him to the film. He spared the human a glance, still huge and looming even in his lowered position on the bed. His arms alone were thicker than Stan was tall, and that was just a fact of the enormity of humans.

June 18th excerpt:

Dean scooped up Stan and the plate in one hand, balancing the apple pie on the tips of his fingers, and snagged the laptop with his other hand. The laptop got plopped at the foot of Dean’s bed, quickly followed by the pie and then Stan, and Dean stretched out on his stomach so he could see the screen close up.

June 17th excerpt:

Dean sent him a flat look, then rotated the computer around. “Well? Not a bad idea, right?”

On the screen, with three children climbing out of a raised floorboard, bare feet on either side, was The Borrowers.

Sam’s eyebrows went up. “Okay, not such a bad idea,” he admitted.

June 16th excerpt:

Stan hopped to his feet when the humans started moving about, and did his best to keep back and out of their way until things fell relatively still. Then he crept curiously closer to Dean and the laptop, wondering about his plan as much as Sam.

“Is a… movie like a TV show?” he ventured to ask, still getting the hang of human things and how they worked. He could only imagine it was similar, since he’d heard the brothers mention movies before, and the laptop wasn’t so dissimilar to the television. The biggest difference was the computer had more options for functions, and the TV was limited to entertainment media as far as he could tell.

April 28th excerpt:

“How was research?” Stan wondered, just as excited to hear about Sam’s day in as he was to partake in the spoils of his day out with Dean. Such interesting and enticing smells wafted from the mountainous paper bag, not to mention the pie. The last thing he would ever complain about was the way Sam and Dean fed him.

April 27th excerpt:

It was to no one’s surprise that Sam was still hunched over his books when they returned, not only pie but an order of Chinese food in hand. Dean shook his head as he set the huge brown paper bag down on the table, covering up half of Sam’s work.

“Hey!” Sam said, startled out of his train of thought. “I was–”

“Going to take a break,” Dean interrupted, putting the pie down next to the bag. “You ain’t doing us any good if you work yourself into the ground.”

April 26th excerpt:

Against his judgement, Stan leaned out from his corner a little to survey as much of the area his limited window revealed. While the interior wasn’t anything like he remembered, he recognized the basic elements. Like the case full of pies that Dean was inspecting. It was so odd, seeing pastries that always looked to huge and untouchable in his few memories, but from the human’s perspective.

As if Stan hadn’t already been salivating from the smells alone. They looked all the more appetizing from Dean’s angle.

March 25th excerpt:

“Last stop,” he said, parking along the street near their final destination before returning to the room to see what Sam had made of his day. “I think this one you’ll like.”

As Dean stood out of the car, the smells that came from the building they were in front of made it clear where they were. The scent of freshly baked cookies and pies permeated the air, and Dean took a deep breath. “Best place on earth.”