June 23rd excerpt:
“Don’t worry,” Sam smiled as they took their leave. “We can handle ourselves.”
The brothers were silent as they left the suburb behind, both digesting the implications of hunting an honest to god giant.
“We’re going to need bigger guns,” Sam commented as they pulled into the local motel to regroup for the night.
He would feel hurt, but he understands. He would take his leave and find his way back to Dean. There’s no use imposing himself on people who might have good reason to avoid humans, and he wouldn’t want to risk them lashing out at him.
Sam would be so tall he actually gets to see slightly above how tall he’d be as a regular guy! If Dean’s shifting around at all, he might end up clinging to that spike of hair Dean’s so proud of, and complaining.
And Dean would let him, because Sam’s earned this and deserves to be tall, dammit.
Fun fact – tiny Sam standing on regular Dean’s head would be just as tall as Jacob when he’s full grown.
The brothers – To keep it interesting, I’d say Sam ends up swapping into Jacob, and Dean into Sam! That makes Jacob the shortest of the group, and poor Sam, who has the least experience being full-sized, finds himself too tall! He might not even get as far as discovering how strong he is now considering how nervous he’d be around the two really tiny guys. While Dean’s just complaining about how long Sam’s hair is and it gets in his eyes and how can you deal with this Sam.
Jacob – Jacob would be super weirded out to see how big everything is. He’d also have to concede that, yes, he very much does seem to stomp around and cause earthquakes. He’d have to hope the Sam-swapped-Dean was able to get over the shock enough to look after him, because he doesn’t have the skills like the brothers do for surviving that smol!
Sam can hang out on a shoulder and chill if he wants. Anyone who says different will have Dean to deal with. Do not mess!
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June 21st excerpt:
“Oh! Okay!” Mallory hugged Sam back. “Don’t let me keep you then. Just be sure to stop in later to say goodbye, and Jacob, you don’t have to worry about stomping around so much when you’re in the room! We really don’t mind. There’s no need to put yourself out for us like that.”
Jacob chuckled sheepishly, the quiet sound barely echoing out of his chest. “Ah, yeah,” he muttered, thinking of his last few days in the motel. He had hardly done much walking around, except when training with the others. Ever since learning that there was a home under those floorboards, he had paid extra attention to the so-called “earthquakes” he caused when he walked. He’d avoided the small house entirely.
Even with Mallory’s assurance, he would probably refrain from walking around unless he really needed to. “Thanks. It’s pretty relaxing anyway, so don’t worry about me too much yourself.”
It depends on the motel. Most likely for a few hours each night if he has the time during a hunt. If he ever lucks out and finds people, he wouldn’t be back that night unless they rejected him – a painful possibility for a little guy who travels with a human! Dean gets a bad rep just because of what he is. If instead Sam finds rodents or insect infestations, he will get out of there and stay in the room. (Mice don’t count, Sam loves mice.)
June 20th excerpt:
As the training began under Walt’s strict guidance and Sam’s gentle suggestions, Dean remained in the small home with Mallory. He paced impatiently back and forth, trying to count the seconds until he could start.
Mallory was sitting in the small living room she and Walt shared, patiently dethreading some cloth while she watched Dean curiously. Everyone had known about his knack, but it wasn’t something Dean had ever actively worked on back in the day. It was a passive sense that would tell him you need this before he stumbled over it.
After a good hour of time passed, Dean started to concentrate.
Coming soon!
Out in the natural beauty of the Sylvan Lake State Park, a camper’s gone missing and is presumed dead at the same time as rumors about a honest to god giant appearing in the forest to stalk hikers and hunters crop up. Sam and Dean will need to unravel the mystery and keep their wits about them to solve this case.
By silent agreement, both brothers crept forward, keeping an eye on the strange sights around them. Dean hopped into a deep depression in the ground, almost slipping on a hidden mudbank. Sam glanced to the side and saw that a tiny stream trickled through the underbrush.
It ended at the depression, and as Sam looked behind them, it restarted. Sam grabbed Dean’s jacket, hauling him out and pointing. Dean sucked in a gasp, spotting the familiar mark of a gigantic boot in the soft ground.
“Crap.”
“C’mon, let’s go.”
This time, Dean took point as they edged to the clearing. Once they got there, Dean froze again in disbelief.
“Bigger guns my ass,” he said weakly, reaching behind his jacket to pull out his colt. “We might need the damn military.”
The boots that made the huge print in the ground were planted in the earth across the clearing, weighed down by their truly colossal owner. Even crouched, the creature loomed well overhead, and some of the smaller trees in the forest would be cast in that shadow.
The giant, if it stood, would reach a lofty 120 feet, at least.
Its dirty clothes were worn and those car-sized boots caked in enough mud that entire small tree branches could be seen stuck to the side of the huge sole. One light step for the monster would prove devastating to either brother, and the giant might never even know it had successfully taken out a hunter.
Massive lungs hidden within that muscular torso drew in and released breaths, the source of the breeze Sam heard. The trees nearest the giant all waved their branches from the air.
Before more of a plan could be made or more details assessed, that breathing paused, and the giant lifted its huge head. As if in slow motion, it turned to look over its shoulder for the source of the disturbance in whatever it was doing. One of its massive hands came into view and braced against one bent knee, and it was a startling realization to note that each finger was the size of a person.
The brothers were outsized by fingers.
Then, the face angled towards them, and eyes the size of their heads locked on them.
June 18th excerpt:
Sam could feel the ground shake under his boots and knew Jacob had him in his sights when the back of his neck burst into a tingle. He didn’t slow down, knowing if he hesitated it would be over. Compared to a human, he couldn’t cover enough ground to make a difference when it came down to it.
That was what Dean was waiting for.
“Ha! ” yelled Dean triumphantly as he darted out into the open. He was hidden away on the side of the dresser that was closer to the middle of the two beds, and gave him a shorter distance to cover. With any luck, he could serve as a distraction before he managed to reach cover to get Jacob away from Sam.
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