Brothers Consulted Beginnings

(A collection of pre-series short stories from the Brothers Consulted series)

Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @borrowedtimeandspace

Sam and Dean, attacked and cursed by a witch at the tender ages of 10 and 14, did their best. They escaped, they got away from her clutches. But the first people they go to for help don’t turn out to be on their side, and they find themselves living in London, trying their best to get by under four inches in height.

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Moira Wainscot

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The Study of the Four

(Story 1 of the Brothers Consulted series)

Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @borrowedtimeandspace

Saving people, solving crimes
The flatmate business

Over a decade ago, a serious of unfortunate events led to the Winchesters, at only a few inches in height, being forcibly relocated to London. Now, they’ve adjusted to their size and found a new home to live in that just happens to be the same residence of a certain detective and his blogger…

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Greg Lestrade

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Artwork by @lamthetwickster!

You’ll all see more Brothers Saved for sure 😉 I have a bit of the next part sketched out, though it’s still between Sam and Dean at the moment, with John and Bobby to come back in during future parts.

Dean’s independence is going to have a hard time with letting Sam carry him everywhere, so we’ll have to see how he reacts!

There’s no real way to know how everything will go down without it written, so we’ll just have to wait and see! John, Dean and Sam are all strong personalities, it’s impossible to predict reactions prematurely.

January 12th excerpt:

John stiffened when Dean started climbing on him. That was a new one, and he couldn’t help but stare for a moment while Dean ran across his thigh, seemingly intent on getting up on his own.

November 30th excerpt:

“I’ve always been curious about computers…” Sam said, always truthful with John. “If I’m not interrupting. I watched you work on it a few times during the last year, but I could never see what you were doing.” His eyes drifted to the yellow smiley face across the room from their seats. It was distant enough from John’s armchair to make it hard to read the laptop.

“Not interrupting me at all,” John assured. “I’m just finishing up, but… well here, have a look.”

The doctor shifted his weight to lean a little more toward the bookshelf, rotating his computer so that he and Sam could both have a good view of it.