November 2nd excerpt:
Stan stiffened from head to toe the second Dean set foot on his hand, struck by the no-longer-familiar sensation. He was just so tiny, most of Stan’s fingers outsized Dean and that was far from a comfort. Though Stan could only remember bits and pieces of the last borrower he’d ever held, he remembered them being so much bigger in his hands.
He wasn’t a child anymore. He’d grown up, and his hands were no exception.
October 17th excerpt:
“It is nice to breathe air that isn’t recycled,” said Stan genuinely. With another long inhale, he carefully maneuvered himself a little closer to the front of Dean’s shoulder, setting himself down between the collar and his neck and curiously peeking out in the direction Dean was heading. Once he even dared to glance down the sheer cliff Dean’s torso made, see those massive legs swing out to carry his unfathomable weight forward another step.
For the one brief second Stan got to see that, it was both fascinating and terrifying.
October 9th excerpt:
Once he was in place, Dean shooed Stan off. “Now got get him so we can get this thing started.”
Stan just barely contained a chuckle to see Dean waving him off from his perch, still working out the boundaries there and not wanting to come off as patronizing. With a cheeky salute, he did as he was told and headed downstairs.
October 8th excerpt:
Gently scooping Dean off his shoulder, Stan gave a small smirk and asked, “Where to, Mr. Winchester?” He didn’t want to assume where Dean would prefer to be to start out.
September 8th excerpt:
Dean dropped a hand next to Stan. “Tired?” he asked with a knowing glint in his eye.
Stan nodded sleepily, giving in to the infectious yawn he’d caught from Dean. He climbed right onto the offered hand with a lot on his mind as he thought back to the conversation that had gone on over his head during the film.
“Are you… gonna tell other hunters about me?” he asked quietly before all the boldness he’d gleaned from the movie could fade.
It’s time for the sneak peek earned earlier last week for our upcoming debut of Brothers Kept! Starring Stan and his new borrower, A Friend in Need is coming soon!
Under the watchful eye of Dean’s new owner, Dean tried to dodge the girl’s grab out of instinct. The sight of those hands descending sent his pulse skyrocketing.
There was no use in dodging. He stood a very slight 3.82 inches tall, as his records listed, and under 14 ounces. There was no way for him to fight back against even a single wisp of a girl.
The fingers closed in, expertly pinching around his chest to prevent him from running off. The ring finger and pinky curled around his stomach and waist, and he was left with only his legs dangling free, both arms sealed to his sides.
Dean struggled, his face going white as she plucked him up out of the cage and he saw the yawning abyss stretching out under his feet. Probably no more than two feet up in the air, low enough down to have to look up at everyone, but more than ample a height for Dean to be severely injured if her grip slackened. She could even claim it was an accident if she hated him enough.
The box appeared underneath, and those thoughts vanished as Dean was dropped inside, hitting the ground with a small cry of pain he tried to stifle. He leapt to his feet but was too late to try and get out as the darkness over his head sealed him in, blocking out all light except the four slim slits cut into the box for air, one on each side.
Stan somehow managed to turn his grimace into a friendly smile when the attendant stood and handed him the tiny box. He had to remind his stiff arm to relax enough to take it from her.
“If you’ll be needing supplies, you’ll find we have a wide selection of just about everything to take care of the little things. Plenty of nutrients in the food brands we carry, and state-of-the-art–,”
“Actually,” Stan interrupted her again, hoping he looked less green than he felt, “I just remembered, I’ve got frozen goods in the boot, I really should hurry home. But I’ll take care of it soon!"
Flashing her a grin, Stan tucked the box against his middle and headed out of the store before he could be physically ill. He paid no heed to her startled "Take care!” after him.
Artwork and inspiration for the story all from @wolfie180g!
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