Hey! The fourth part of my @brothersapart contest entry! Okay, so, I’m just gonna leave this here. My excuse is work and school and just life in general being so busy. Still not sure if I’ll be able to finish this in time, but we’ll see. If I can’t, I’ll still finish it in my own time. Enjoy!
The last thing Mark had been expecting was for two people his size to walk into his little hideaway. Well, he says his size. The two were still a good foot taller than him, but at least that was normal. He backed away a bit, weary of the two strangers, but he couldn’t help but feel relieved to see them.
Sam and Jacob walked in, hands up where Mark could see them, to appear non-threatening. They both knew Mark was feeling high-strung, they themselves had gone through similar feelings when they had first shrunk.
“Hey, Mark right? It’s okay, no one is going to hurt you.” Sam tried, referring not only to the two of them, but to the two giants outside. Mark took a breath and pushed off the wall, coming a little closer.
Tag: where the trees grow
Where the Trees Grow #3
Wow, look how late this is! Sorry about that, but my motivation had just been bleh for the last couple of days for anything other than Spaceships and Septic Eyes (my collab with @hiddendreamer67). Work and school aren’t helping, but what can ya do? Anyway, here is the third part for @brothersapart‘s contest! (very happy the deadline was extended btw).
Dean had stopped by the motel to change out of his FBI suit,
to make himself and his bros more comfortable. He then drove them as far as he
could go and parked the car near the edge of the woods. Jack looked at the
looming trees through the window, for some reason it was a lot more foreboding
then when him and Mark had gotten here the day before.They got out of the
car and Dean motioned for Jack to get his bearings on where to go. Once Jack’s
focus was away, he quickly opened the truck, grabbing a few weapons and tucking
them away on his person. It only took maybe 30 seconds, and he closed the
trunk, Jack never the wiser.“Alright, I remember
running out this way. So, we should head towards this way.” Jack pointed
straight in front of him and Dean took a closer look. The grass and dirt had
been disturbed recently, most likely by Jack. Giving a good indication that
Jack’s memory was right. He nodded and Jack led the way as they entered the
forest.
Where the Trees Grow #2
Here’s the second part of my entry for @brothersapart‘s contest! You can read the first part here, if you haven’t already. Also, I’ll probably be posting this to my AO3 account soon, so just letting you know. Enjoy!
“It’s just a checkup
we’re doing. Making sure everything is running smoothly,” Dean told the chief
police officer. He had on his FBI get up, Sam and Jacob safely tucked away in
an inside pocket. He watched the chief as she finished up what he assumed was
paper work. She paused and looked at him.“Everything’s great.
Well, other than the theft and break-ins here and there, but nothing we can’t
handle ourselves.” She had a southern accent, but it seemed faded from years of
living in the north. Dean nodded and stood. He reached in one of his suit
pockets, the one below his brothers and felt around for his small business
card.Jacob and Sam felt
the jacket move as Dean reached a hand in under them. Every movement Dean made
was noticeable in his pocket. Even more so in the inside jacket pocket. The two
sent each other a look, but remained silent.
Where the Trees Grow
Alright! So, for the next couple of story updates I will be posting a very special story. This is an entry for @brothersapart‘s contest! I honestly didn’t think I was going to do it this year, but an idea hit me and I just had to! Hopefully I’ll be able to finish in time. And don’t worry, there will still be youtubers in this. Who do you think I am?
This story takes place in their Brothers Adopted au!
Leaves crunched beneath their feet as the two figures ran
through the forest. The moon was high in the sky and filtered through the
leaves above. Slowly, the two figures came to a stop, huffing as much air as
they could into their lungs. One of the figures, a man with a head of green
hair, looked back the way they came. His heart raced.The other figure took
a place next to him, he was slightly taller than the other with a floofy head
of black hair. His heart raced as well and he pushed his glasses up higher on
his face. It was too dark to see more than a few feet in front of them. But
they both knew it was still coming.
Brothers Apart 