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Gulliver's Curse Prologue
“Crap, there’s nothing here.”
Cursing as he took out the last book of the shelf, Dean stood up. After sitting for hours, he had to stretch out to get rid of the cramps. The hunter looked around the office, scanning the nautical paraphernalia that seemed to be the theme of the room. Even with that, the office was clearly elegantly put up, making the Winchesters the only out of place of the room. He seemed dissatisfied with his search and groaned as his back got rid of the last of the cramps.
“Did you find anything?”
To anyone it would seem like he was talking to thin air, but a small voice answered from the des
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Gulliver's Curse 1
When Sam came down for breakfast, he felt much better than when he woke up. Having his own clothes and a new perspective lifted his spirits. The Winchester followed the delicious smell to the dining room and almost couldn’t believe his eyes. It was a proper breakfast: a prepared meal with actual cutlery. Without hesitating, he sat down and started eating.
Coming from the kitchen was Lemual with a cup of coffee and a grin. “Glad to see someone likes my cooking.” She took a place in the table and started eating too, but at a much slower pace.
“Mmmh.” Embarrassed, Sam slowed down and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
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A Little Curse
Warmth from above stirred Ivan out of the deep sleep he had fallen into. At first, he thought little of it, but as he grew more and more awake, he realized the warmth he was feeling wasn't from a blanket, but from sunlight. He opened his eyes, only to close them tightly against the blinding blue above him. Gradually, though, his vision adjusted.
His entire body was stiff and strangely numb. The closest comparison Ivan could come to was sleeping on an arm funny, only instead of an arm it was his whole body. When he tried to push himself into a sitting position, his arms flailed uselessly against the ground and succeeded only in pushing him o
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I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I REALLY AM
so...
Bro's are back together, Bobby has his amazing research-fu, and Sam has a plan. Dean's a little bit more damaged than earlier, but he's hanging in there! Sounds like any day at the office for the Winchesters!
And Sam owes Dean pie. A lot of pie.
Bright side, no real cliffhanger this week. I get a cookie
Story will be wrapping up next week. I know, it's sad! This story was a ton of fun to write, and I'm glad everyone seems to enjoy it as much as me! I'm very sad that it's over. But have no fear, there will be an awesome new surprise the next week Trust me. I got good things planned for you all.
I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I REALLY AM
so...
Bro's are back together, Bobby has his amazing research-fu, and Sam has a plan. Dean's a little bit more damaged than earlier, but he's hanging in there! Sounds like any day at the office for the Winchesters!
And Sam owes Dean pie. A lot of pie.
Bright side, no real cliffhanger this week. I get a cookie
Story will be wrapping up next week. I know, it's sad! This story was a ton of fun to write, and I'm glad everyone seems to enjoy it as much as me! I'm very sad that it's over. But have no fear, there will be an awesome new surprise the next week Trust me. I got good things planned for you all.
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An Ounce of Courage 1Greencastle, Indiana
Running. Always running.
Ever since waking up five minutes ago, running had been the only thing she'd been able to do. Surrounded by grass that looked straight out of Jurassic Park, she hadn't slowed down yet. If she did, she was dead. She could hear in the back of her mind Don't go into the long grass! echoing through her thoughts. Which raised a good question. What do you do if you woke up in the long grass? It's not like she'd come here on purpose!
She found herself briefly wishing she could watch that movie again. One more time. It was good.
If only she hadn't picked up that damn ring. It had shown up out of nowhere on her table, and she'd picked it up simply out of curiosity. Where had it come from? Was there someone in her house?
Deep inside, she had been hoping that it had been a surprise engagement ring from the man she’d been seeing over the last three years. He seemed to be building up to it slowly, asking her about what she wanted
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An Ounce of Courage 8Sam scrambled to his knees on the bed. "No, no, no..." he muttered, desperately lifting up the covers on the bed. He was hoping he'd been seeing things and Dean would be there, fine and laughing at him for falling for the joke. Naturally, Dean was not hiding under the covers. In an instant, Sam was on his hands and knees, crawling around the room, checking under all the furniture, the beds, calling out for Dean. He even opened up all the drawers around the room, checking behind the Bible, looking in the closet. Nothing. No Dean anywhere.
After a few minutes of fruitless searching, it occurred to him that he could just call Dean and ask him where he was. Feeling slightly abashed, he pulled out his phone. Dean's number was up on the screen in record time. He hit the call button. "C'mon..." he said, half begging and half praying for Dean to answer. Ringing started on the other end. Sam felt his spirits rise...
...Then crash back down when a tiny guitar riff cut through the silence
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An Ounce of Courage 10Less than forty minutes later, Dean was standing on the stone pathway in the backyard of Jenny's house. As it was the driest place they could find, Sam had decided to build the fire there. The light from the porch gave them enough light to be able to see what they were doing without the flashlight, which Sam had left to the side of the pathway. Dean watched as Sam made a thick circle of salt around him and the pile of ingredients for the ritual. To be on the safe side, Sam also made a smaller circle of salt just around Dean. So far they hadn't seen either the witch’s spirit or the cat, but Dean doubted it would stay that way long.
The wind blew ominously through the trees. Dean estimated it to be well past midnight, an unfriendly time of night. He couldn't stop from shivering slightly while he waited for Sam to finish setting up, still damp from the storm earlier, and the clouds overhead seemed to point to more storms on the way. The hoot of an owl echoed through the night and De
The story takes place after Season 4 Episode 11: Family Remains
Original working title: A Little Curse
I do not own Dean, Sam, Bobby or any part of Supernatural. The storyline and all other characters are mine. Please do not repost.
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"Fat lotta good that would do him." -- ?
What type of typo did your phone pull right chea/here?
Sounds like that muthafucka needs Hooked-On-Phonics.
Anyways all good things must come to an end you know but I enjoyed the ride as much as everybody else has.
What type of typo did your phone pull right chea/here?
Sounds like that muthafucka needs Hooked-On-Phonics.
Anyways all good things must come to an end you know but I enjoyed the ride as much as everybody else has.