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July 27th excerpt:

“Is that so?” Dean didn’t even have to think as he lifted his hand with Logan inside, dropping the hunter in his chest pocket and buttoning it up. “I can’t say no to that.”

Logan landed in a heap at the bottom of the pocket. At first, he had no idea where he’d landed. Everything around him was thick cloth and dim lighting, and he struggled to right himself. There was no surface below for leverage, and when he braced a hand on one side, he flinched back.

A heartbeat thudded away practically right next to him, and Logan understood where he was. 

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For sure!

Being a science graduate myself, I’m familiar with the physics of such a size difference. What I like about writing, especially in a universe with a supernatural bent, is that we can take a lot of those rules and bend them.

Sam’s size alone would be difficult to maintain for such a long lifespan. They should have higher metabolisms, age quicker, eat a lot more for the energy needed for this. Falling would do less damage, it’s like when you drop an elephant, it splats, when you drop a mouse, it bounces. (ffs who comes up with these experiment ideas; protect the elephants)

Especially in the extra tiny Jacob AU we do step back from those rules. He won’t have to worry about the water sticking to him that much. Sam can hurt his wrist when he falls just like Dean can, and they can (mostly) communicate normally.

(Jacob has some issues talking to Dean in the horror story, as we’ll soon see. He is too smol even with our lenient rules.)

We did have a previous ask come in about this like a year ago, so if you want to read some more into our thoughts, check it out here!

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July 26th excerpt:

Outside the cabin, the peaceful night had turned. A storm was coming.

Trees shuddered under the sudden gusts of wind. The tall branches bowed under the power, and raindrops glistened against the vibrant green leaves. Full summer had come to the forest, but with it a storm that no newscaster had predicted. A roar sounded against the cabin’s walls as a blast of pure power surged by, debris caught listlessly in the relentless force.

A bolt of lightning arced through the sky, sending sparks in all directions. The clouds lit up, foreboding for all that they weren’t there just ten minutes before.

With that bolt of lightning, something had changed.

As the peal of thunder rocked the cabin, something crashed into the roof and rolled off into the underbrush.

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May 7th excerpt:

Dean bumping the nightstand may have jostled Bowman and Sam a bit. Perhaps it caused Sam’s current thought to have a wayward scribble over it. Maybe Bowman’s wings were rumpled.

For Jacob, the effect was amplified. The vibrations from an innocuous motion shook the lamp that Jacob perched on and it bucked him off.

He pitched forward in surprise, his arms flailing to the sides. His cup went flying, probably behind the nightstand, as Jacob fell face first into the pool of beer with an inaudible splash. The drink soaked him instantly. It was cold and it stole away all the warmth he’d just gained in the lamp light. Jacob’s eyes stung even though he had them shut tight.

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May 6th excerpt:

“Somebody help me out of here!” Bowman shouted, twisting in his cramped confinement. The paper around him shifted and rolled, but instead of staying where he turned over, it rolled over once, twice …

And right over the edge of the surface it was on.

Bowman yelped, squirming even more as he plummeted. The falling sensation tightened in his chest and buzzed in his limbs. He couldn’t get his wings open. His heart pounded at the thought that he could be falling from a deadly height.

And he couldn’t get his wings open.

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February 15th excerpt:

When the hand opened up around Dean, he found himself falling straight down.

He let out a cry of alarm, memories of the four foot drop he’d been dangled over slamming into him all over again. His arms thrown out to either side, he felt his fingers brush against fabric as he fell.

Fabric…?

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Sam probably wouldn’t have much of a problem. He’s big enough that Dean would hear him if he shouts, and one hand can scoop him back up. If he ever did temporarily get lost, Sam would need to find his way to an abandoned cell phone or hijack a house phone and give Dean a call.