A thank you for
purridot who prompted me with "Sam catches Dean reading a book he would never have expected."
Title: Mars Attacks
Words: 125
Rating: gen
"You've got to be kidding me."
Fuck. Dean never should have taken refuge from the rain in a bookstore. "What?" He sounded totally innocent, and the sleeve of his jacket was hiding the book's cover. Probably.
"Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?" Sam could not sound more scathing if he tried. Bitch.
"I thought it was about aliens. You know. A space book?"
"Dean, you don't even like science-fiction."
"Whatever. You done? There's a burger out there somewhere with my name on it."
"Were you…" Sam sounded nervous. "Were you gonna call Cassie again?"
"What?" Dean laughed, and then cursed himself, because that might have been a good cover. Better than telling his brother he'd been looking for ways to make him happy.
Title: Mars Attacks
Words: 125
Rating: gen
"You've got to be kidding me."
Fuck. Dean never should have taken refuge from the rain in a bookstore. "What?" He sounded totally innocent, and the sleeve of his jacket was hiding the book's cover. Probably.
"Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus?" Sam could not sound more scathing if he tried. Bitch.
"I thought it was about aliens. You know. A space book?"
"Dean, you don't even like science-fiction."
"Whatever. You done? There's a burger out there somewhere with my name on it."
"Were you…" Sam sounded nervous. "Were you gonna call Cassie again?"
"What?" Dean laughed, and then cursed himself, because that might have been a good cover. Better than telling his brother he'd been looking for ways to make him happy.
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It's possible this drabble was bigger in my head than drabble size
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loved it! *waves*
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Thank you! Not sure how canon they are, but I do loves me some sweet!Dean and nervous!Sam :D
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And the expanded explanation in the above comment is just as precious *pets Dean*
Thank you *so much* <3
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Dean is totally adorable :D *loves him*
Thank you, again, and you're welcome!
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*hugs it*
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Thank you for reading, glad you liked!
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Thanks, honey.
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thank you for reading and aahh-ing ♥
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(Even though I cannot think of that book without seeing the scornful face of a former friend who insisted that MEN and WOMEN are exactly the same emotionally. But that's an anecdote, not a comment, so I'll leave it at that.)
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and WTF? had this person ever spoken to a man and a woman? yes, men and women are both capable of the same range of emotions. But the way they communicate? and the way they experience them? and if you talk to any post hormone therapy transexual they will tell you that men and women experience emotion differently. *climbs down off soapbox*
*snuggles you*
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*joins you on the soapbox*
Oh dude... there was no grey area with this woman. She had some pretty dogmatic views. I was a constant source of disappointment to her, LOL!
Hell, you hang around animals enough and you notice the biological and behavioural difference between their sexes! And they sure don't have any political agendas to worry about! *g*
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*breathes*
Sam doesn't need notes in his lunch box though. *brain goes to place of Sam's enormous lunch box, as displayed in those gun-totin' Impala-leanin' promo shots* He knows Dean loves him. Dean just doesn't know what to do with these confusing I'd like to pin my brother down and lick him all over thoughts he's been having lately. Silly boy thought John Gray could help. Bless his cotton socks. There's a trick he could use though. Do the laundry without being asked.
*has had waaaaay too much sugar this morning and feels high as a kite*
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thank you for reading! ♥
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*smishes you*
thank you! :D
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Great job!
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I'm SO glad you commented on that, because it was one of the things that appealed to me about this whole thing. He's so stuck in this place where he's reduced the differences between him and Sam down to Sam's such a girl, that it's just silly. He can't bring himself to really examine what is going on, so he grasps at straws.
Thank you!
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And yes, I totally meant to comment much earlier, but somehow I failed to. Sorry.
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Thank you for commenting, hon. Now I know you rarely do, I feel honoured and extremely pleased that you comment on my stuff! :D
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Oooh, yes, enqueue that plotbunny...I'm happy to wait...