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There's a Lunar eclipse going on tonight. The moon passing through the Earth's shadow. It makes the full moon blood red as the shadow passes across it. Quite beautiful and eerie at once. Obviously the moon has me in its grips tonight. I flipped through my current list of unfinished prompts and this is what happened. This one is for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rinkle and totally not what she was after, I'm sure. :P
Oh, also, unbeta-ed, so feel free to point out any errors. Written in ten minutes of lunar madness. :)
Title: I love you
Author:starrylizard
Rating: PG, Gen, crack
Fandom: Supernatural
Word count: 169
Prompt: Fromrinkle for my Gen fic dare-me post – Dean and Sam say "I love you" explicitly (as in not with other words or gestures...although, you can fiddle around with the phraseology) to each other. Caveats: 1. They can not be drunk or under the influence and 2. Neither of them are dying.
Summary: Complete crack! Dean has to say those three little words.
Dean looked at Sam.
Sam stared at Dean from his perch on Dean’s hand. “Riddip!”
“So, I have to say…” Dean held his phone clenched between his ear and his shoulder. “Aw, do I have to? Okay then. Thanks, Bobby.” Dean sighed and set down the phone.
He swallowed, stared at the toad-that-was-Sam, before setting him on the bed and kneeling before him.
“I-” Dean swallowed. “-I love you, Sam.” He pursed his lips and kissed Sam on the top of his green, warty head. Sitting up, he quickly reached for his hip flask and rinsed his mouth out.
Nothing happened. Sam croaked dully.
With barely restrained anger, Dean picked up the phone again. “Why is Sam still a toad? What do you mean I’ve gotta mean it?”
Dean hung up on Bobby’s barely restrained laughter and stared at the toad.
“Bitch!”
There was a resounding “pop” and a very naked Sam was crouching on the bed.
“Jerk!” he said. And Dean knew it meant I love you too.
Note: Yeah I know, Sam didn't actually say it, but he would... unlike Dean. So I call it a win anyway. You'll have to add more caveats next time, Rinkle. :P
rinkle and totally not what she was after, I'm sure. :P Oh, also, unbeta-ed, so feel free to point out any errors. Written in ten minutes of lunar madness. :)
Title: I love you
Author:
starrylizardRating: PG, Gen, crack
Fandom: Supernatural
Word count: 169
Prompt: From
rinkle for my Gen fic dare-me post – Dean and Sam say "I love you" explicitly (as in not with other words or gestures...although, you can fiddle around with the phraseology) to each other. Caveats: 1. They can not be drunk or under the influence and 2. Neither of them are dying.Summary: Complete crack! Dean has to say those three little words.
Dean looked at Sam.
Sam stared at Dean from his perch on Dean’s hand. “Riddip!”
“So, I have to say…” Dean held his phone clenched between his ear and his shoulder. “Aw, do I have to? Okay then. Thanks, Bobby.” Dean sighed and set down the phone.
He swallowed, stared at the toad-that-was-Sam, before setting him on the bed and kneeling before him.
“I-” Dean swallowed. “-I love you, Sam.” He pursed his lips and kissed Sam on the top of his green, warty head. Sitting up, he quickly reached for his hip flask and rinsed his mouth out.
Nothing happened. Sam croaked dully.
With barely restrained anger, Dean picked up the phone again. “Why is Sam still a toad? What do you mean I’ve gotta mean it?”
Dean hung up on Bobby’s barely restrained laughter and stared at the toad.
“Bitch!”
There was a resounding “pop” and a very naked Sam was crouching on the bed.
“Jerk!” he said. And Dean knew it meant I love you too.
Note: Yeah I know, Sam didn't actually say it, but he would... unlike Dean. So I call it a win anyway. You'll have to add more caveats next time, Rinkle. :P
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