December 4th excerpt:
“Spiders are arachnids,” Sam absently corrected as he patted Rumsfeld’s nose and the dog slid down in the dirt until he was laying down with his chin flat against the ground for Sam to dismount. “They have eight legs, not six.”
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Chow Mein and Graveyards
( A work of fanfiction for Brothers Apart, and the fourth story of Food and Monsters, created by @neonthewrite )
The Winchesters have convinced Oscar to move to a much safer home. Bobby Singer welcomes the newest resident of his house, and the pair will have to take some time to get used to each other. A nice, low-stress adventure for Oz after all his hard work.
September 16th excerpt:
That dog had been a thorn in his side for weeks. Logan glared at what he could see of Rumsfeld over the edge of the nightstand. Damn dog didn’t bark at Sam like a chew toy.
Maybe there was something to that.
September 3rd excerpt:
Dean knelt down right outside his guest room and rubbed the dog’s head. “You going to be our guard dog while we stay?” he asked knowingly.
Rumsfeld yelp-barked and nosed at the spot on Dean’s chest where Logan was hidden.
The Road Not Taken
(Story 1 of the Brothers Lost series)
Cowritten by @nightmares06 and @neonthewrite
Saving people. Hunting things.
It was what they were supposed to do. Who they were supposed to be. Instead, that life was stolen from them by a witch and a curse in childhood, stripped away and replaced by one goal:
Survival.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Jacob Andris, Bobby Singer, Rumsfeld
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Adventures at Bobby’s
(Story 9 of the Brothers Apart series)
Sam is healed and the sprites are stopped. But not everything is back to normal in the life of the Winchesters. They have things to figure out and an Impala to fix before they can get back to hunting.
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Rumsfeld, Arthur Harbor, Alyssa Harbor
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May 12th excerpt:
Bobby looked away from Dean and Logan, turning a blind eye to whatever they did. “Want some help getting that blood out?” he offered Sam, sizing up the splotch and the dark spot around it from Rumsfeld’s saliva.
Sam glanced at it. “Sure. I’m kind of running low on jackets, anyway. We don’t exactly have a supply of them…”
“I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve,” Bobby assured the kid as he held out his hand.
May 9th excerpt:
No answer came, and Logan’s voice fell on dead, uncaring air. The car engine cut out, and in the silence he could make out the sound of footsteps making their way towards the door.
A door creaked open, and “Honey! I’m home!” echoed through the air.
Rumsfeld jumped to his feet and barreled out of the kitchen, vanishing from sight. Dean’s laugh, clearly recognizable after Logan’s short time with the hunter, followed the dog’s entrance. “Whoa! Sam can’t say ‘hi’ if you go knockin’ him off my shoulder. Gimme a sec.”
May 7th excerpt:
“A certain someone got himself snatched up,” Dean said smugly, grabbing a pile of boxers to stuff in. “Took him less time than I expected.”
“You know how Rumsfeld is,” Sam said. “He was probably following Logan around the entire time he was there.”
April 10th excerpt:
“You reckon I should just let you out then? See what Rumsfeld here makes of ya? ‘Cause I can tell you one thing. He ain’t lookin’ at you like he does Sam.”
Brothers Apart 