July 6th excerpt:
“I happened to notice the shop, and there were cages, and there was one that I… I dunno, I just couldn’t…"
Another sigh from Nathan. “What’s their name? ” he asked, resigned.
"Dean,” said Stan with a small smile, hopeful that Nathan would come around and be on his side on this one.
Cue a very upset sprite with two extra giant giants. Seriously guys!
There isn’t currently a story like this, but once again we’ve mused on it. There would be a lot of sprite curses, Dean glares, and Sam probably offers Bowman some beer and discovers what a lightweight the guy is.
Seriously, Dean, does this really look like a threat? *Shows Dean the sprite that can’t even fly straight anymore.*
It would be one of the most interesting ways to “trap” the sprite. Can’t stay in the air, can’t fly away. Even if he manages a good hop, his wings will be too wobbly to get him far and they can just bring him right back to the table.
Cue Bowman accusing Sam of trying to poison him and assuring them both that as soon as it wears off, he will bop them and then fly himself home. Because that’ll surely scare them off, Bowman.
(Story 1 of the Brothers Together series)
What if instead of Walt and Mallory rescuing Sam when he got cursed, Dean and John were able to find him before the witch took off?
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, John Winchester
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July 4th excerpt:
“Nate… and Stan,” Dean repeated, recalling their introductions from before. He scrunched up his face. “Nathan and Stanley?” was next, wondering if he was to call them by their full names.
Stan’s brow jumped up and his attention turned from his phone to Dean. He couldn’t help a small chuckle to himself, he hadn’t been called ‘Stanley’ since he was little.
“Just Stan is fine by me,” he assured Dean. “No one really calls me Stanley. Pretty sure Nate goes by both, though, whatever you feel like calling him. He won’t mind either way.”
I found a website where you can compare heights and immediately thought of this au, so here’s a size comparison of Sam and Dean
July 3rd excerpt:
Dean took a moment to arrange the fabric and then came right back to the opening, planning on grabbing the rest. He could use it for other places to sit or maybe lay it out like a rug. The possibilities kept his mind busy.
Reaching the edge of the door, Dean gave Stan a thumb’s up of approval.
It definitely would!
Dean would still be jumpy if he ran into Sam without warning, but he’s also not about to bother a person just minding their own business getting supplies. He’d be more likely to let them go and see if they knew anything about the problems Trails West has been having, since borrowers/littles are a very good source of information for the hunters that protect them.
So they would definitely still meet, Dean would grab Sam, let him go, probably with a warning that something’s up in the motel, and Sam wouldn’t be able to resist giving Dean a hand with it, only to discover just who Dean is in the first place.
July 2nd excerpt:
Dean nodded, starting to gather up his chosen pile of softer fabrics. Since he couldn’t carry everything in at once, he settled for what he planned on using for his bedding.
Arms full, he walked towards the ‘door’ of his new home, looking it up and down. The opening of the door was a few centimeters over his spike of hair, and he paused to look up when he was in the doorway, touching the side of the cutaway Stan had done. There was barely a fray aside from the corners. If he had time later, he could tug any of the excess cardboard out and make it a little cleaner. It would give him something to do.
Oh my goodness. Oscar would fuss about getting all those dust bunnies stuck to him, but he could fight through it. Dean needs buttons on his shirts, his clothes need to hold up for as long as he can manage. Oscar could brandish a small comb against the dust, if Dean could find him a small enough one to carry.
If he thought of it, he might!
Dean overlooks some details like this, and Sam probably wouldn’t make it a point to bring it up past complaints when Dean fills his inside pockets and he ends up spending time with extra salt rounds or some emergency floss (you never know when you might need to stitch yourself up with it, Sammy!). They’re used to roughing it on both sides.
Sam usually prefers a shoulder perch, so that’s at least clear of debris.
Brothers Apart 