December 8th, 2016

Team Humbug! | WeeChesters | Decorate For Santa

Title: Decorate For Santa
Also at Ao3
Written for Team: Humbug!
Character |Pair: Wee!Chesters
Words: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Wee!Sammy think he's being helpful.
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.

"Dean, look what I found out back. I know you said not to go back there alone. I saw plants growing by the fence. We now have Kissmissy stuff like you said we needed. You can hang it on the window an' Santa will be happy." Sammy yelled as he came running through the room door holding a handful of weeds.

Dean came running into the bedroom and stopped when he saw what Sammy was holding. The only reason he had forbade Sammy from playing out back was that the only thing back there was a patch of poison ivy.
avsc, mine

Perfect Cup

Title: Perfect Cup

Author: smalltrolven

Prompt: Very Big Pretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge - Team Ho Ho Ho

Genre: Schmoop I guess

Characters:  Sam Winchester.Dean Winchester

Pairing:Sam/Dean

Rating: G

Word count: 100

Warning/Spoilers: None.

Disclaimer: Not my characters, only my words

Summary: Dean strives to find the perfect hot chocolate recipe for Sam

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Xmas Moose

Holiday Drabble Challenge - Team Humbug - Christmas Dinner

Title: Christmas Dinner
Prompt: Holiday Drabble Challenge, Team Humbug
Pairing: gen
Author: sinfulslasher
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Summary: Dean is a great cook. Sam? Not so much.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never were, never will be, gosh darn it!
Warning: none


It was a case of Worst Timing Ever that Dean fell down a flight of stairs and broke both of his arms right before Christmas but really, how difficult could it be to cook a somewhat fancy dinner? All you had to do was throw some food into a pot, add some spices and then stir everything for a couple of hours. Right?

Sam stared in total disbelief at the charred remnants of what once had been a juicy roast, poked it with a knife for good measure, and then went to find his brother.

"So...take-out pizza okay with you?"

THE END

ETA: Dearest mods, may I have an author tag, please? I was sure I already had one. *scratches head*