Pizza and Hexbags

( A work of fanfiction for Brothers Apart, and the first story of Food and Monsters, created by @neonthewrite  )

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Dean and his tiny brother Sam are having trouble solving a case involving several missing children. Little do they know, another tiny person like Sam has been keeping an eye on them, curious about the strange pair.

This story delves into what it must be like to be one of the throwaway side characters in any given episode of Supernatural.


This story won first place during the first Brothers Apart contest, and was Oscar’s first time in a story!

Pizza and Hexbags is definitely one of my favorite shorts, but I can’t lay claim to the wonderful storyline or bitty Oscar. (Oz is just the cutest) They belong to my good friend @neonthewrite

If you want to see more of him (or any of her other wonderful OCs like Bowman, Jacob, Colfax to name a few…), I’d recommend sending her a prompt, because right now she has them open! She is also running a poll on her deviantart page to see what people want her to write next, so if you are interested in another story featuring bitty Oz, make sure to vote for the ittiest cutie! I know I did :3

Oh yes, definitely! Sam is stuck with a brother who loves to flirt, there’s no question. This should show up in the future, once I get a good flirting setup (being ace, I’m not the best at the flirt, that’s for sure).

Sam would be stuck in there, grumbling the entire time. He can only do so much from a pocket if there’s a girl around Dean, after all. Can’t let her figure out he’s got a pint-sized brother squirreled away after all.

I might not have done any flirting (yet!), but a buddy of mine, neonthebright, actually wrote a fic based on Brothers Apart, and here’s a little passage of Sam stuck with his flirtatious brother:


The girl at the front desk didn’t look to be any older than Dean.  That was a stroke of good luck.  He put on his most winning smile and sauntered up to the desk, leaning an elbow on it casually.  “Hey there, miss,” he greeted her amicably.  In his pocket, Sam put his hand over his face with a sigh.  You’re here to work, not flirt, Dean, he thought, though he knew he would probably never talk that habit out of his brother.

She smiled slowly, the look of someone caught off guard.  His smile had definitely disarmed her.  Still got it, Dean thought.  “Hello, sir.  How can I help you?  Are you here to visit someone, or are you a new volunteer?”  She almost sounded hopeful.

“Visiting,” Dean answered.  “I’m looking for Belinda Walters.  Can ya tell me where her room is?”


If you want to read more, check out the fic! It takes place right after the First Interlude:

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