It’s our regular scale, only in reverse. So from Jacob’s point of view, Sam will stand 4 inches tall, and to Sam and Dean, Jacob will be a little over 120 feet tall.
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Most likely! The story isn’t far enough along for him yet, but I’ve got a few ideas that might show up for Cas and some other Supernatural characters.
Until then, I did write a Castiel gt short story with my cowriter, so check it out!
Logan Guthrie is none other than the main antagonist of Fairy Tales: Bowman of Wellwood! For anyone that’s read that story, they know him as a game hunter who’s irrational when it comes to sprites… and definitely isn’t prepared to discover anyone Sam’s size.
Now… it’s time to find out exactly what would happen if we put him up against none other than Dean Winchester in a fight for the Wellwood forest.
Sam would be so peeved. What bad luck.
In BA, Dean would arch an eyebrow at his little brother, make a quip to him about how clumsy he is or how his popcorn has a bit of surprise seasoning added to it, getting a bitchface in return, then he’d detatch Sam from the popcorn. He’d be more amused than anything, but wouldn’t joke around with Sam in his mouth. Since he’s been small for so long, Sam has an innate fear of being eaten, and Dean tries to avoid setting off those instincts (most of the time; there was that one time Sam got stuck in a cup of beer). Dean’s behaved himself since then.
On the other hand, Sam also hasn’t had such bad luck with food. Dean in BL isn’t so lucky, and did take a swan dive into a bowl of popcorn while watching a movie!
“Sorry, guys, I’m sorry,” Jacob answered, looking back at them. He moved his arm out from behind his head and settled his hand near them as added security. “Dean’s … in the popcorn, I gotta get him out,” he explained, a grin plastered on his face. It almost ached not to let his laughter out, but he didn’t want to send them tumbling as much as Dean had just done.
He reached up with his other hand, over to the popcorn bowl where Dean made valiant efforts to avoid falling further in. Before he could sink into the popcorn and become even more irate, Jacob’s fingers dove in after him and closed around his tiny waist. In no time at all, he fished the tiny, flailing hunter out of the popcorn.
Jacob was still grinning once Dean was free. “Didja find a good piece?”
Dean sent Jacob his most intimidating glare. Dangling from two thick fingers, with a kernel of popcorn still clutched to his chest, the effect was ruined. Dean gave a kick with his right leg, jostling a piece of popcorn that insisted on clinging to his jeans free. Despite the fact that the fingers sealed around his waist could snap him in half if Jacob misjudged his strength, Dean wasn’t afraid at all.
He was aggravated.
“At least my piece has more butter on it!” Dean snipped in annoyance, shifting the popcorn kernel to one arm so he could begrudgingly try and fix the spike in his hair. The combination of warm grease and butter flavoring was doing him no good, and his hair was matted to his head.
He probably will, at some point or other. Dean will have to get sick, eventually. I’m sure it’s hard to keep Dean pinned in one place for long, so Sam will have his work cut out for him!
If anyone wants to read a little short of sick!Dean and caring!Sam, check out Take Care, by @chewbaccaaah!
And there’s a scene with Sam taking care of his very-much-larger brother in A Lich of Sense as well, and Dean is certainly not feeling himself in that!
Most likely! Sam and Dean spend a lot of time around Bobby’s. Though it’ll be a few years before Rumsfeld is around, eventually the pup will discover the hidden burrow out in the field and chances are he’s going to want to introduce wee Sammy to his friends. Keeping Dean out of the way will be the hard part.
Arthur will not like this at all, especially since it usually ends with Dean tracking down his baby brother (Rumsfeld, you really gotta warn Dean about these things before just darting off with Sam).
If in doubt, you can pick a name from a hat! Roll a die, close your eyes and point!
They’re all good stories, and they’ll all post eventually!
Aww, the cuties on jello! Most likely, Sam’s not gonna bounce on jello. He’s small, but he’s the much heavier of the pair, and he wears his strong little boots. Oscar, on the other hand, is practically weightless. His cloth wraps around his feet make him a much better ninja (against anyone but Dean!), so as long as you don’t tell him jello is food, he’ll bounce away and wobble around.
Of course, if you tell him it’s food, he’ll be much busier eating it to bother with bouncing.
No worries about spoilers over here! In fact, out of all three of the curse victims we have in our AUs (Dean, Sam and Jacob), Jacob is the slowest.
Compared to the brothers, he has the least experience. He also tends to be more deliberate in his actions, and is the least likely to jump into things without thinking (or looking). He won’t be breaking any of Sam’s records for a long, long time.
Here’s an excerpt with our smol Jacob trying to keep up with his adopted brother Sammy!
When Sam darted towards the table, Jacob was quick to follow. As he ran he took his grappling rope from where he’d propped it on his shoulder and got a solid grip around the hook so it didn’t bounce against him as he ran. He felt his pulse pounding in his hands. The open air yawned above them, but Jacob managed not to gape around at everything as he ran.
Focus. Focus was key.
He stumbled to a stop at the base of the table. Staring straight up, Jacob uncoiled the twine in his hands. He knew without looking that Sam was doing the same with his own grappling line, a fishhook and some clear, sturdy fishing line. Jacob reared back, ready to throw his hook straight into the air, following the example Sam and Walt had set time and time again. At least this was something Jacob had figured out how to do fairly quickly; ever since shrinking, he’d found he was a lot stronger than he’d expect, and throwing something like a small hook up to the table was easy for him.
Of course, getting the hook that high was only half the battle. While Sam’s grappling hook caught on the edge of the table, Jacob’s bounced off it and fell back down. “Fuckdammit,” he swore, gathering up the twine to try again.
Sam was already well ahead of him. Thankfully, the hook caught on the second throw, and Jacob could begin his cautious climb upwards. He was more careful, less sure of himself, so he took more time to squirrel his way up to the table. Jacob always kept his focus on the rope in front of him, praying his grip never wavered.
Sam reached the top of the table in no time, hauling himself over the edge. He did a brief check of how secure the grip of his and Jacob’s hooks were, making sure that Jacob’s wouldn’t slip on him. They’d leave the hooks at the ready for the trip down, or for any emergencies. It was a bad idea to remove their only escape path. Climbing down the legs of the table with nothing more than hands and feet was a dangerous and slow venture, not one to risk if it could be avoided.
He waited by the edge while Jacob made his way to the top, surveying the room from above. Getting such a point of view was rare, and was something that needed to be taken advantage of when possible.
When Jacob reached the top, Sam offered him a hand to help him over the edge. He eyed the immense door at the other end of the room while he did so, narrowing his eyes at the serene sunlight that filtered its way into the room.
Sure, feel free! We’d love for the story to be shared with everyone we can! I’m perfectly atrocious at any other language, to my teacher’s chagrin, so I’m unable to make any attempts myself at translating.
Same stipulations apply, provide credit, link to the original stories and also a link to this tumblr. Also, send a link to brothersapart.spn@gmail.com. We can make a page on the tumblr with links to all the translations once they get posted!
–Just gonna add in the stipulation that no money is made from the fanfiction.
Brothers Apart 