August 10th excerpt:
The rest of the huge M&M stayed in Oscar’s lap while he took a nibble of the candy. His eyes widened in shocked appreciation and he shot Sam a glance.
No wonder the other boy was so excited. It was good.
Tag: m&ms
August 9th excerpt:
Dean elbowed Sam in the side, one side of his mouth quirked. “Might wanna…”
Sam saw Oscar’s troubles. “Oh!” He quickly reached for the little yellow candy, plucking it from between the kid’s tiny hands. “Here, I can help.”
Taking the M&M, Sam lightly rapped it against the table, until he saw the top start to splinter sugar and a bit of the chocolate was visible from inside. “There’s peanuts in them,” he explained to Oscar as he held it out again. “Chocolate and peanuts and candy and yum!”
August 8th excerpt:
“Chocolate’s my favorite,” Sam finally managed to say. “Dean likes licorice.” He wrinkled his nose in disgust.
“Oh…” Oscar frowned in dubious confusion, glancing over at Dean but doubting he’d learn anything. He had never heard of licorice, but if it was edible he’d probably like it well enough. Oscar had decided early in life that he liked food in general for the content feeling it put in his middle.
He sat down with his yellow M&M held close and cradled in his lap. He definitely couldn’t bite it the way Sam could bite several at once.
Aside from opening the bottom slot, Dean wouldn’t need to do much with all those Sams. They are a collective genius when it comes to climbing, and they’ll be bouncing around the inside of the machine in no time, knocking down the M&Ms first, then calling out for orders from their taller counterparts. Since they’re already there, might as well.
Dean would have to stay sitting there, fetching the food as Sam knocks it out of the rack, cackling all the way at the free food.
(Not that the lounge doesn’t already have free food, but it’s the principal!)
September 27th excerpt:
Jacob glanced up at the bench, though of course he couldn’t see their total pile of found cash from the floor. He knew it certainly felt like they’d combed every inch. It was amazing how much they’d managed to find. He grinned and looked over at Sam, knowing he probably wouldn’t chime in. Ever since they’d joined Dean in his traveling hunting profession, Sam had had a harder time than Jacob asking for things he liked or wanted.
Jacob was working on helping with that. After all, Dean was clearly willing to help them out, and a resource like that was rare to people like them. So he called up, “Sam wanted a bag of M&Ms, how about it?”
“H-hey!” Sam blurted. He elbowed Jacob in the side. “I never said that!”
Brothers Apart 