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Believe it or not, I am no expert in vocal cords and vocal pitch. I am mathematically trained, and I work in numbers. These are questions you might want to pose to an expert.

As for my story, I do prefer to keep science out of it. At its core, Brothers Apart and all subsequent AUs are based in the supernatural, with witches and demons and curses that shrink people down. I personally despise the ‘squeaky voice’ trope, so if you read a story by me you can assume all characters sound ‘normal.’ Whether this is me taking liberties is up to you, but until we actually have a person cursed to under four inches tall, none of us are the experts.

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Actually, the size of ears plays less of a role in your ability to hear than the shape of those ears. Human ears are specifically shaped after millions of years of evolution to pick up the sound waves that are most important to us… mainly, the vibrations a human voice makes. Some people have better hearing than others, yes, but that is less dependent on their size.

So Sam might be able to hear a little better than Dean, just like it’ll be easier to deafen him by shouting, but it’s not a huge difference, and there are likely regular sized humans who might be able to hear just as good as Sam. There are a lot of people out there who can hear higher pitched tones while others can’t hear a thing.

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That little idea was created around the time this blog began, so things have changed, but I think one part has remained the same.

This gives two options. Sam can choose a pocket, or a shoulder. If Sam was to go for the pocket, he can’t see what’s going on and he can’t help Dean out if they find trouble. I think the Sam we have in our stories isn’t about to let Dean be the only one who’s going to take risks. Small or not, he’s going to insist that he be the lookout. After all, he can tell when people are looking at him, right?! So why should he leave Dean to fall into a trap?

Sam will make sure to keep that brother of his out of trouble, no matter who’s around. He’s not about to sit this out in a pocket. 🙂

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If it hit Sam… Dean would find a tiny, tiny puppy in his pocket. Those little hazel eyes looking up at him, pleading for him to fix it and make it all better. He would be nothing but determination if that happened to Sam.

I wouldn’t mind a story like this myself, but I don’t write animal fics. If anyone is up to writing it, feel free! Send us a link so we can all check it out 😀

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XD Make sure you don’t get burnt when you read the next chapter then! Dean the spitfire is just getting started. Jacob has no idea what he got into. 

The Road Not Taken itself is a single story, but it is the first part of Brothers Lost, and that series already has five completed stories (two of them edited and ready for posting including trnt), a sixth in-progress story, and a multitude of ideas for more stories in the future. So you will be seeing plenty more from this particular cast of characters!

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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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In BA, it actually happened a bit different. Sam’s known about Dean being leery of heights since they were kids. They used to climb trees behind Bobby’s (or rather, Sam would climb trees and Dean would have to chase him up).

It didn’t take Sam long to figure out the higher he went, the longer he got to stay up there. 

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They will find the burrow, just like in BA, they just haven’t found it yet. Back in 1993, it was before Rumsfeld was around, so there’s no one to show Sam the way to the home of the littles near Bobby.

I’m sure Arthur and the others would love to welcome in a wee Sam, but I don’t think Dean would like his wee little bro vanishing! *Panics*

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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?