Aww, the cuties on jello! Most likely, Sam’s not gonna bounce on jello. He’s small, but he’s the much heavier of the pair, and he wears his strong little boots. Oscar, on the other hand, is practically weightless. His cloth wraps around his feet make him a much better ninja (against anyone but Dean!), so as long as you don’t tell him jello is food, he’ll bounce away and wobble around.
Of course, if you tell him it’s food, he’ll be much busier eating it to bother with bouncing.
We babby Oscar and his doting Mommy. X3 They’re only rough sketches but I had to share, he’s just too cute. He and his mom both belong to @neonthebright, and Oscar can often be found jumping into certain @brothersapart stories! I only make the fanart and yell at them about things. XD (It’s my job as a beta editor.)
Oscar couldn’t sleep. He had a huge pillow to rest on and a warm shirt to curl up in, but his attention was focused away from them. At night, sometimes, he was up and about searching for food, after all. He was used to sleeping when he was tired, and at the moment he wasn’t tired.
He sat up on the pillow with his legs stretched out in front of himself and his hands braced on the plushy surface beneath him. Nearby, he could hear the quiet pattern of Sam breathing, sprawled under the shirt-blanket. Sam was a little more used to sleeping every night, or most every night.
Dean’s breathing was much easier to hear. His huge lungs were bigger than Oscar’s home in the walls. Probably. Those breaths created little breezes back and forth over the pillow, with the way Dean had hugged it protectively close. Oscar had stayed in the big motel room more and more often as the days wore by. He spent so much time with his friends, and couldn’t be happier.
It wasn’t doubt or even fear for the big, wide open room that kept Oscar awake now. For once, his reason was peaceful and without worry. He stared at the window of the motel room, where the edge of a curtain had gotten caught in just away that left it hanging open a few inches.
To someone who barely stood over two inches tall, it was a wide break in the fabric indeed. Oscar stared at the sky beyond that window in awe. The streetlamp outside had flickered out earlier, and after that, Oscar couldn’t look away.
Oscar could see the stars out there.
Little twinkling lights seemed to peek back at him. Oscar had only ever seen the daytime sky with them, so far. By the time night fell, they were always safely back in the room to watch TV or run and play (sometimes with Dean trying to catch Sam and Oscar as they laughed and scurried away).
Oscar sighed contentedly and lay back down to draw some of the shirt over himself. He curled up, but made sure he could still see that small space between the curtains. He fell asleep watching the stars for the first time in his life.
Jacob’s eyes widened. He let go of the tiny arm and his thumb released the little guy’s legs in pure surprise. The fear on that little face became more obvious just before it disappeared behind the miniature hands. The tiny person drew his knees up to his chest and curled into a protective ball, shoulders bouncing in time with his frantic sobs.
Oscar barely slipped an inch before his back impacted against something wide and warm, with a tough surface and a little give to it. A pulse thudded behind his back and he realized it was the human’s palm.
Then, fingers and a thumb bigger than him snaked into view. They curled around Oscar faster than he could cry out or even lift his own hands to push at them, and soon enough they tightened around his small body. The light from above winked out as Oscar disappeared completely in a fist that could probably smash half his home with ease.
He yelped when a voice, a deep, rumbling voice, boomed overhead. “Gotcha!” The word sent ice into Oscar’s every nerve ending.
We’ve discussed both versions, because honestly they’re all too cute! There’s no way of knowing what’ll happen until we get there, but there’s a good chance that Dean will terrify Oscar as usual XD Kiddo Sam would rescue the tiny kiddo from his big brother, and Dean would be trying to peek around his shoulders to see what’s going on.
The adult Winchesters are much more scare and it might be a while before Oscar even tries to uncurl from his Oscar-ball ^^;
Hopefully they’d discover that a quicker way to his heart is to give him food and to be hands-off at least at first. Oscar’s only ever heard about how bad humans are, after all! He is very little and they are very big, and the Winchesters are extra big. Just gotta give him time (and maybe pizza).
Brothers Apart 