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March 1st excerpt:

At one point, sitting casually in the living room, the sprites all seemed to simultaneously notice the shiny metal zipper keeping his black hoodie (an article of clothing that seemed to provide endless entertainment to the nestlings when he was the right size, always hiding leaves and seeds in the hood or pockets) closed. Bowman had seemed so unduly fascinated by the simple workings of it, but then again Jacob always reminded himself that the sprites were so isolated from humans that Bowman didn’t even know what they were when he met them.

They’d all wanted to try the zipper, just to see it in action on their scale. Jacob grinned faintly as Rischa zipped up his hoodie while he crouched for her. Her golden eyes were full of wonder at the “human magic." 

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September 6th excerpt:

Ignoring the bustle around him from the onset of the early dinner rush, Dean gently pressed a hand over his pocket to reassure the tiny kid within. There wasn’t much else he could do without taking the risk of Oscar being spotted, so he had to settle.

Deal left his hand there for a beat longer after he felt the tiniest little hands push against him. Before dropping his hand away, he nudged where he thought Oscar’s side was, teasing his friend to remind him he was safely out of sight.

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August 21st excerpt:

With one hand over the bruise forming on the back of his head and the other desperately trying to get a grasp on the wall of the cage, Logan finally snapped. “Will you quite shaking this damn thing around so much?! Jesus Christ you’re worse than the fucking city bus.”

Dean glanced down at the cage, and couldn’t help a smirk. “Hear that, Sammy? He thinks I’m worse than the bus.”

Sam shifted on his shoulder, rubbing his eyes. After all the excitement, neither of them had got much sleep that day. “Guess he’s never tried being stuck in your jeans pocket,” he grumbled tiredly. “I don’t think I’ve ever had a worse ride than that, and I’ve been through a lot.”

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May 7th excerpt:

Karlis narrowed his eyes. He got the feeling any sprite knew well, and knew in his core that he’d been targeted. It didn’t surprise him in the least. Dean was intelligent enough to focus his efforts on the sprites in charge. The rest of the knights knew what to do without someone leading them, but they’d fall much easier, capable warriors or not.

He’d just have to avoid those pockets as long as he could.

The only exposed parts of Dean were his neck, face, and hands. None of them were ideal; the human was fast, and all of those targets were easily defended with a swipe of his hands.

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This is the type of thing that all depends on the type of fabric we’re talking about. You can take the kind of shirt I’m wearing and see right through it if you put your eye directly to it. That’s because for the most part girls wear a much thinner fabric than guys do. Now if you look at what the Winchesters wear, you’ll notice that it’s multi-layered shirts that are thick, flannel, dark fabric and the jackets as well will be bulky and stiff comparatively. So Sam might be able to see out of some of Dean’s shirts, but there’s no way he’s going to see out of them constantly.

Unless he feels like cutting himself a hole in the fabric. Then he’ll be seeing regardless.

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April 13th excerpt:

Once the lantern light was behind them and Jacob’s flashlight was their only guide, Bowman hovered even closer to him. He glanced back and saw Dean’s wavering walk, and meandered through the air towards him. “Don’t fall asleep out here. Squirrels will steal from your pockets,” he quipped. Pockets that would fit a sprite, he realized belatedly.

It brought the memory of pointing excitedly at Sam’s various pockets, wanting to know what they contained. The very first day Sam came to the forest, Bowman had been intrigued by him. He’d had no idea the boy with no wings would become his family.

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So far, not yet.

Sam mostly sticks on either the shoulder or the pocket. He’s fallen asleep in both places multiple times. He doesn’t usually travel in the hands very often, mostly because Dean needs them to drive or research, and Sam’s very independent. The time in Taken was unique because there wasn’t anywhere else safe for Sam to stay for the ride back, and his time being trapped was exhausting. He was out like a light.