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March 15th excerpt:

The man nodded at the rack behind Dean. “I always say you can’t go wrong with Casa Erotica.”

“Thanks, but I’m good,” Dean said, impatiently waiting for his total. He wanted to get back to the room with his friends and time was wasting. He didn’t need any recommendations from a random stranger.

“That’ll be twenty-five sixty-seven,” the man announced, hitting one last key on his register. “Cash or charge?”

That wasn’t a hard question for Dean. Since he spent so much time in the town near Bowman’s forest, he did his best to stick with untraceable methods of payment. Cash whenever possible. “Cash,” he replied with a wry grin, fumbling in his pocket for the money.

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March 14th excerpt:

Sam remained curled against his neck, a sharp eye on their surroundings. He continued to be amazed at the world passing by so speedily. After years of being trapped in one place, he might never stop being awed at how much freedom he had with Dean. All he had to do was speak up and Dean would change the direction of the Impala.

Bowman looked like he was finally adjusting to riding in a car. His wings shifted a bit in the movement as Dean turned the car into the Gas ‘n’ Sip parking lot, the sunlight sending patterns across his wings in bright ripples through the glass window.

“Alright guys, pocket time,” Dean said quietly. He parked in a corner of the lot, away from any other cars so that no one would see the sprite flitting around inside. “Everyone needs to be hidden.”

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March 13th excerpt:

Dean pulled out of the forest. His stomach grumbled at him, reminding him that none of them had eaten lunch aside from Jacob, who was currently regretting the fact that he had. “I’m gonna run in to the Gas ‘n Sip down the road from the motel,” he announced to the car at large, knowing everyone could hear him fine. “We should pick up some snacks and grab some beers for the night. It might help take the edge off.”

The last time he’d been around, they’d had reheatable meals. He could grab a burger and some fries, probably some apple sticks for the sprite. Something to help cheer Jacob up, maybe…

Where the Trees Grow

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 Alright! So, for the next couple of story updates I will be posting a very special story. This is an entry for @brothersapart‘s contest! I honestly didn’t think I was going to do it this year, but an idea hit me and I just had to! Hopefully I’ll be able to finish in time. And don’t worry, there will still be youtubers in this. Who do you think I am?

 This story takes place in their Brothers Adopted au! 

Leaves crunched beneath their feet as the two figures ran
through the forest. The moon was high in the sky and filtered through the
leaves above. Slowly, the two figures came to a stop, huffing as much air as
they could into their lungs. One of the figures, a man with a head of green
hair, looked back the way they came. His heart raced.

The other figure took
a place next to him, he was slightly taller than the other with a floofy head
of black hair. His heart raced as well and he pushed his glasses up higher on
his face. It was too dark to see more than a few feet in front of them. But
they both knew it was still coming.

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March 12th excerpt:

Sam settled into the crook of his neck for stability as he started walking, heading carefully out of the village. Bowman swooped ahead of the hunter, waiting as Dean grabbed his duffel bag from the ground. It hadn’t been any use so far, but he could never be too prepared in his line of work. He’d learned to keep whatever weapons he could on hand, especially when he had no idea what they might be facing.

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I don’t want to give away too much of the stories, but even if Sam doesn’t have to fix Dean up in Brothers Apart, he’ll definitely be helping that big brother of his out in one AU or the other. He’s not as medically trained as Dean is by simple fact that Dean’s had to be able to stitch himself or his dad up since childhood, but Sam did learn some basic first aid from both Walt and Dean.

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March 10th excerpt:

Once he was upright, Dean held the hand near his face, finally able to see Jacob clearly. “Hey kid,” he whispered. “How you feeling?”

Jacob’s eyes were wide as he stared back. He could see every freckle on Dean’s face, every minor shift of his irises as green eyes the size of Jacob dilated to focus on him. Jacob thought that he could be looking at a face projected on the Times Square coke sign and it would be about this big.

It was a discouraging thought that he needed to be this close for Dean to be able to see him clearly. There was no way for him to be sure exactly how big he was; he was certain the others had a guess as to his current measurement, but he wasn’t going to be asking that anytime soon. It had to be tiny if the simple action of Dean whispering sent a considerable breeze over his body.

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March 9th excerpt:

Jacob’s eyes were drawn right back up to Dean, the definite winner of the giant contest here. Jacob could tell he was trying to move slowly to kneel closer, but even those movements were so massive and fast and alarming to watch. It really was like seeing a skyscraper kneel down to greet him. Dean’s knee hit the ground with all the grace and subtlety of an avalanche. The ground shook under Jacob and the other two, but Sam and Bowman didn’t react to the trembles.

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March 8th excerpt:

Jacob’s eyes were drawn straight up into a more distant sky. Dean’s face was still framed by the green and gold canopy now a world away. He was over twice as big as he’d been before. Even leaning over, his intense green eyes were higher up than they’d been. Dean was colossal compared to Jacob now, and no amount of time with Sam or Bowman beforehand could have prepared him for the shock. Dean’s very breathing created a gale high above.