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firmament2011-01-08 01:26 am
gorgeousnerd) wrote in firmament2011-01-08 01:26 am
Entry tags:
"Winter Coat", Supernatural, G, gen.
Title: Winter Coat
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G.
Length: 100 words.
Characters/Pairings: Sam and Dean.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam and Dean on the first day of winter.
Notes: This is the second of five one-hundred word drabbles I sent out in holiday cards in December 2010. (The first.) This was written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
short_hemline, and it unfortunately never made it all the way there, so this is the first time anyone not me gets to see it! (Also on LJ.)
Winter Coat
"It's cold." Dean rubbed his hands and blew into them.
"It's winter and we're parked in the snow." Sam pointed at the Impala's heater. "This isn't enough?"
"Wait, it's winter?"
Sam checked his cell phone. "As of four minutes ago, yeah."
"It wasn't winter already?"
"You ever look at a calendar?"
Dean sneered at him. Sam sighed and slipped out of his coat.
"What are you doing?"
"Stopping the whining, I hope."
He placed his coat on Dean's front, covering his hands. Dean muttered, but his eyelids drooped, and he soon started snoring. Sam drifted to sleep with a smile.
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: G.
Length: 100 words.
Characters/Pairings: Sam and Dean.
Spoilers: None.
Summary: Sam and Dean on the first day of winter.
Notes: This is the second of five one-hundred word drabbles I sent out in holiday cards in December 2010. (The first.) This was written for
short_hemline, and it unfortunately never made it all the way there, so this is the first time anyone not me gets to see it! (Also on LJ.)"It's cold." Dean rubbed his hands and blew into them.
"It's winter and we're parked in the snow." Sam pointed at the Impala's heater. "This isn't enough?"
"Wait, it's winter?"
Sam checked his cell phone. "As of four minutes ago, yeah."
"It wasn't winter already?"
"You ever look at a calendar?"
Dean sneered at him. Sam sighed and slipped out of his coat.
"What are you doing?"
"Stopping the whining, I hope."
He placed his coat on Dean's front, covering his hands. Dean muttered, but his eyelids drooped, and he soon started snoring. Sam drifted to sleep with a smile.