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May 23rd excerpt:

Lightly, Dean brushed the wet cloth over the kid’s face and hair, getting it out of his face so he could see if there were any pained flinches and scrubbing the grime off his cheeks with a careful touch. “This shouldn’t hurt a bit,” Dean explained softly, discarding the washcloth for later and extending a finger, touching the kid’s ribs to see if Sam might have squeezed too hard when he’d picked the guy up. Next to him, Sam watched intently while he unwrapped the bread and started to dig out a glob of peanut butter that was bigger than the tiny kid they’d discovered.

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One of their best methods of keeping him in place is usually planting themselves right on him, so he’s stuck in place unless he wants to pluck them up. Another way is trying to coax him into staying there with great use of the puppy eyes both Sam and Jacob have, extra potent when they’re so tiny and innocent. Reminding him that they don’t have anyone else who can drive the Impala if he gets himself worse is another way that might help.

Or they can call up Bobby, who can threaten to tie Dean in place if he so much as thinks of moving.

Dean will gripe, bitch, moan and whine his way through the entire week.

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June 28th excerpt:

“I’m just getting out some tools,” Sam said, keeping his even tone. “No weapons.” Withdrawing his hand into the light, he brandished the slender tweezers, made to be longer than a standard one. A fleeting thought passed through his mind, wondering if the giant could even see something so small.

The next few steps cleared the distance between Sam and the hands and he found himself wondering at the size. It was obvious why their struggles had meant nothing. Sam was one of the tallest people he knew, but he was shorter than some of the fingers that stretched out before him. Minute twitches he would never see on his own hand were as clear as day, and Sam could swear he saw the skin moving an infinitesimal amount that could only be caused by a powerful pulse.

Then, he took that fateful first step. One step, and Sam was completely at the mercy of the giant by choice. The pulse throbbed under him and a twitch in the thick skin threatened to toss him off, but he endured. If Dean saw Sam sprawl like that, he could overreact and then they’d be back at square one.

“This is going to hurt,” Sam warned as he knelt by the first puncture wound. “There’s not much I could do to stop that.”