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.
Tag: dustbunnies
May 25th excerpt:
Peering under the dresser where the kid had been heading, Sam scanned the floor for signs of anyone else nearby. His sharp hazel eyes couldn’t make out much among the darkness and dustbunnies, so he resolved to do a better search later. After he’d figured out what was up with this tiny kid.
Using his elbows for balance, Sam pushed himself up to a kneeling position, staring at his cupped fists.
Brothers Apart 