Truthfully, I’ve been trying to write out an ending to that prompt since last spring, I just keep having no time to work on it, or new stories come up first. I hope to have a conclusion, and you’ll see it here first when I do!
Tag: walt watch
Yep! He was just a wee thing– Bobby is older than Walt. Just a kid trapped in a cage, his young wife pregnant at home with Bree, and Bobby made sure Walt got home.
For anyone that missed it:
Walt
Things are looking grim for Walt when he’s captured by humans and trapped in a cage… what does fate hold in store for the man that stands under four inches tall?
Size be damned
Sorry it looks weird, I’m giving just the picture of dean to someone so I cut out sam’s family. Also sry it’s only half realistic, I was kinda just rushing to get it done😅
To Protect a Family
AU: Brothers Apart
Timeline: Before Bree is taken
Walt nearly held his breath, his eyes locked on his target.
Sitting not one foot from where he was crouched in hiding, the dustbunnies looming over his head, a gleam of metal could be seen sticking out from underneath a bag casually dropped there by the room’s resident human.
Soon that man would leave, and Walt was banking on that man leaving behind the forgotten razor, a discard from his exacto-knife that meant nothing to the human but could mean the difference between life or death to the much smaller man.
Slow breath out, careful breath in.
Use the silence as a cloak. Walt’s hair, normally so vibrantly blond, was dark and dirty, coated in dust and dirt from the walls. His fair skin was the same, making him hard to spot in his black and brown clothing. Mallory had just made it, his darkest set for his supply runs. He was just a shadow in the dark, able to see his surroundings better than any human ever could in the shadows.
The creak of the floorboards under the human’s gargantuan weight heralded the man coming back over to the beds. A shadow fell over Walt’s surroundings, making him fade even more into the darkness. He shut his mouth tight, holding his breath.
The man never spotted Walt hiding there, or the discarded razor left behind. He merely grabbed his backpack off the ground, slinging it onto his arms with quick motions that would sent Walt flying, and headed for the door.
And that was it.
Walt remained in hiding for another ten minutes, waiting out the human. The roar of an engine was heard outside the door, and that quickly faded into the distance. Another human, off on another day of unimaginable activities and actions. Walt didn’t know what humans did with their time, but he knew what they did in the motel. It all seemed so calm compared to the fight he lived each and every day to keep his Mallory and Bree safe and sound.
Darting into the open, he scooped up the razor and tucked it into his jacket. Tonight he could check how sharp the edges were, and use the sharpening stones he’d slowly gathered to hone it into a weapon. Rats always tried to encroach on their home, and with this he now had a worthy weapon, ready to fight them off and protect his family.
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November 14th excerpt:
Before she could move a muscle, the gigantic hunter out in the reception hall glanced up at the vent. Those green eyes locked onto Krissy and the blood in her veins turned to ice. Recognition appeared in those eyes as she ducked down, shaking. Walt had once called it a ‘phobia,’ but it didn’t matter what they called it. Krissy was terrified of humans.
How?! her mind demanded. How does he know I’m here?!
November 12th excerpt:
“Dean? It’s Walt.”
Dean’s voice cut out mid-complaint, quieting to listen to the soft voice that was trying to talk over his. Walt was thankful for that. He’d worried that the hunter would drown him out without even noticing his attempt. That would make for an awkward phone call. Trying to shout down a human wouldn’t go far considering how much louder his voice was naturally.
“Walt? ” The word was noticeably warmer than the complaints from before as the lazy drawl curled around it. “I’d say it’s good to hear from ya, but I have a feeling it’s really not.”
And that’s 5 outta 5 for @neonthebright!!
If I remember right, this is also a gift for @nightmares06!
Someone’s in trooooouble.
September 30th excerpt:
Sam paused in the middle of scrubbing the water off his face with a corner of the flannel shirt they’d slept on. He listened to the room beyond, separating the sounds out just like Walt had taught him to. Although, in all those lessons he’d never imagined he’d be using them to tell him if his brother was awake.
The room was silent, and peaceful. There was no running water in the bathroom beyond and only the gentle chirps of birds outside broke the quiet. After a moment he could even discern the slow breathing of the hunter, blending in to the outside noises.
“He’s asleep,” Sam said. “But he’ll probably wake up in no time. He shoulda shut the drapes better last night. There’s no way he’ll be able to stay asleep in a bright room like this.”
Dean would be thrilled for the chance– especially since he wanted to meet Sam’s old friend, Krissy. He always feels like the odd one out, no matter how many times Kara gets caught trying to sneak to his room. He could finally give her an actual piggyback ride, and she’d be so thrilled. Walt would discover he’s actually the same height as Dean, incredibly unexpected! And they could all have a good meal from what Sam and Dean bring them. They can’t argue they’re taking what a human offers when he’s their size, too.
September 9th excerpt:
“You’re just as welcome to come visit as the others are,” Mallory said warmly, ignoring the eyebrow Walt arched at that. Before her mind caught up with the action, she’d raised her arms up for a hug, just like she’d done with everyone else.
Jacob’s expression was akin to a deer caught in headlights. His eyes were focused on the minuscule woman at the edge of the nightstand, arms outstretched. She was barely three inches tall, making her smaller than Jacob’s fingers, and she looked extra small standing near an alarm clock and a TV remote that both dwarfed her.
And she was expecting a hug.
Oh. Crap.
Brothers Apart 