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meh_forget_itTitle: The Owl Who Was Afraid of the Dark (Or the Hellhound Who Was Afraid of Halloween)
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Character(s)/Pairing(s): Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Gabriel, Castiel, Crowley (established Gabriel/Sam)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt: 06. Dusk
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters that you may recognise.
Summary: It was as the sun was setting that Sam and Dean realised something was a little off with Sam's new pet.
Word Count: 1,390 words
Warnings: None, really.
Author Notes: Don't ask. I blame the big bangs for making me go completely insane… and having to read 'The Owl Who Was Afraid Of The Dark' three times in a row to my niece. Word of warning, never grab your old books from childhood to introduce your niece/nephew/whatever to your favourites.
If you hadn't guessed, this follows on from Can We Keep It?
"Dude, what's wrong with it?" Sam looked up from where he was trying to find any clues on what they were currently hunting when Dean spoke. Seeing Dean looking at Jeremy, Sam followed his gaze and noticed the somewhat now larger – try three times larger – hellhound trying to get under Sam's bed.
"Er…" Sam floundered, not entirely sure what the answer was. How was he supposed to know what was wrong with him? Glancing out the window to see the sun setting, Sam frowned and nibbled on his lip. "It's getting dark."
"Sam, it's a hellhound – which, by the way, I can't believe you are keeping – I don't think the dark is something they are afraid of," Dean pointed out. Sam couldn't help but nod in agreement, no matter how begrudgingly he did it. He glanced back over at his bed and saw that Jeremy was making a rather good attempt at getting under it.
"Maybe we should ring Crowley?"
"Do that and I don't care that you're my brother, I will shoot you."
"Jeremy won't like you if you do that," Sam muttered with a pout, tilting his head slightly when Jeremy started to whine. "I think he's stuck."
"Call Crowley."
"So let me get this straight, you are the proud owner of the world's first neurotic hellhound?" Gabriel announced as he arrived in the room with Castiel, Dean having called the latter when Sam had asked Crowley to come over.
"Don't be mean, Gabe! Can't you see he's distressed! We need to find out what's wrong with him!" Sam snapped. He was a little tired, having spent ten minutes trying to help Jeremy get out from under the bed with the (completely useless) help of Dean. He now had a three hundred pound, overgrown puppy trying to curl itself up into a ball on his lap as they sat between the two beds in the room.
Dean glanced over at them, snorted and then looked back at the two angels that had arrived, smiling brightly at Castiel, "Crowley said he was on his way. I figured we could find out what he was afraid of. Apparently it's not guns, salt or strawberries."
"Strawberries?" Castiel sounded as though he hadn't actually wanted to ask but hadn't been able to hold it in. When Sam glanced at him, he noticed he looked that way as well.
"Hey, you work with what you have. We have guns, salt and strawberries. Ask Sam, he likes gay fruit."
"Fruit can be gay?" Really, given they'd known Castiel for over two years by this point, Sam had thought Dean would have learnt not to say anything that the angel could take a little too literally.
"So you don't have any other ideas?" Gabriel asked, walking over and sitting on Sam's bed to look down at the two. Sam legs, by this point, were beginning to get a little numb.
"Dean said it couldn't be the dark. Jeremy's really quite distressed," Sam added, cooing to the distraught hellhound, which really baffled everyone in the room. Sam looked up at glared at Gabriel, making the angel widen his eyes in shock.
"What have I done?"
"You want to laugh! Stop picking on him! This is why he has no self-esteem! I haven't seen him try to maul one person since we got him, Gabe!"
"Er…" Gabriel was clearly floundering for how to reply to that, whilst Dean and Castiel just gaped at them.
"Not that we want him to maul anyone, just… you know?" Sam added hastily as he realised just why Dean and Castiel were looking at him like he was insane. Thankfully, before anyone could respond to that, there was a knock on the door making Jeremy whimper and try to burrow further into Sam. "There there, Jeremy."
Dean gave a small giggle before coughing in an attempt to cover it up, and went to answer the door. He couldn't contain the sigh of relief when he saw Crowley standing there. Reaching out, he grabbed the demon's jacket and dragged him into the room.
"Crowley! Thank Christ you're here!"
"Well, never thought I'd get that welcome from you, Deany-boy. Now, what can I do for you all?" Crowley asked once he'd smoothed his jacket down, sending a disparaging glare at Dean for ruffling it up in the first place. Sam tried to move a little, only for Jeremy to whine and nuzzle at him. Sighing, Sam stopped trying to move and just looked at Crowley with pleading eyes.
"Something's wrong with Jeremy."
"I still don't know why you called him that. What have you done to it? Hellhounds ain't supposed to be afraid of anything! This is why I never wanted to keep him in the first place!" Crowley commented with a scoff. Sam just glared at him and hugged Jeremy closer to him.
"If you're not going to help, you don't have to stay."
"Never said I weren't gonna help, did I? Besides, I know what's wrong with him. I just don't think I can say it out loud without wanting to shoot myself," Crowley muttered, eyeing Jeremy and shaking his head. Sam looked over at Gabriel, who was clearly trying his hardest not to laugh at the whole thing, and glared at him.
"Stop it."
"I'm not doing anything!" Gabriel exclaimed, which just made Sam narrow his eyes even more.
"You're thinking it," Sam snapped, then he turned back to look at Crowley, "So what's wrong with Jeremy?"
"Only thing I can think of is he's scared of Halloween."
"Pardon?" Dean asked, whilst the other three just gaped at the demon.
"It's the only thing that's different. Let's be honest, you two don't exactly change your ways. At all. He's either scared of the date or scared of whatever it is you're hunting this time. I doubt it's the latter."
"Jeremy's scared of Halloween?" Sam asked, looking up at Crowley with wide eyes. Crowley just looked back at him, and then rolled his eyes.
"What do you want me to say to that? Yes, he's scared of Halloween. Deal with it. Now, I'm leaving. Two hunters, two angels and a neurotic hellhound makes me twitchy," Crowley told them, before he disappeared from the room leaving the rest of the occupants in silence.
"Well, you know what that mean's, don't you?" Sam asked finally, looking up at Gabriel, who just looked back at him warily.
"What?"
"You can't sleep in my bed tonight. Jeremy is."
End Notes: Clearly having no time to write anything other than my big bang fics (most of which don't have Sam or Dean in them as main characters (or at all)) and then having a whole week in which I had no internet access, makes me go somewhat insane… and results in this. I truly have no idea what I was thinking beyond 'wonder what a Hellhound would be afraid of' when putting the books away. *snort* Halloween, apparently. So enjoy! Don't commit me! And who knows when I'll have something else posted.
Well, technically, 17th June will be when I post my![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crossbigbang fic and 28th June for my spn_j2_bigbang fic, but er… other than them? No clue! I've also increased my insanity by signing up for the sabriel_mini because, you know, I'm clearly unbalanced.
Right, enough whinging. Back to writing. Hope you took some delight in my brief breakdown. *snort*
Author:
meh_forget_itCharacter(s)/Pairing(s): Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Gabriel, Castiel, Crowley (established Gabriel/Sam)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt: 06. Dusk
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters that you may recognise.
Summary: It was as the sun was setting that Sam and Dean realised something was a little off with Sam's new pet.
Word Count: 1,390 words
Warnings: None, really.
Author Notes: Don't ask. I blame the big bangs for making me go completely insane… and having to read 'The Owl Who Was Afraid Of The Dark' three times in a row to my niece. Word of warning, never grab your old books from childhood to introduce your niece/nephew/whatever to your favourites.
If you hadn't guessed, this follows on from Can We Keep It?
"Dude, what's wrong with it?" Sam looked up from where he was trying to find any clues on what they were currently hunting when Dean spoke. Seeing Dean looking at Jeremy, Sam followed his gaze and noticed the somewhat now larger – try three times larger – hellhound trying to get under Sam's bed.
"Er…" Sam floundered, not entirely sure what the answer was. How was he supposed to know what was wrong with him? Glancing out the window to see the sun setting, Sam frowned and nibbled on his lip. "It's getting dark."
"Sam, it's a hellhound – which, by the way, I can't believe you are keeping – I don't think the dark is something they are afraid of," Dean pointed out. Sam couldn't help but nod in agreement, no matter how begrudgingly he did it. He glanced back over at his bed and saw that Jeremy was making a rather good attempt at getting under it.
"Maybe we should ring Crowley?"
"Do that and I don't care that you're my brother, I will shoot you."
"Jeremy won't like you if you do that," Sam muttered with a pout, tilting his head slightly when Jeremy started to whine. "I think he's stuck."
"Call Crowley."
"So let me get this straight, you are the proud owner of the world's first neurotic hellhound?" Gabriel announced as he arrived in the room with Castiel, Dean having called the latter when Sam had asked Crowley to come over.
"Don't be mean, Gabe! Can't you see he's distressed! We need to find out what's wrong with him!" Sam snapped. He was a little tired, having spent ten minutes trying to help Jeremy get out from under the bed with the (completely useless) help of Dean. He now had a three hundred pound, overgrown puppy trying to curl itself up into a ball on his lap as they sat between the two beds in the room.
Dean glanced over at them, snorted and then looked back at the two angels that had arrived, smiling brightly at Castiel, "Crowley said he was on his way. I figured we could find out what he was afraid of. Apparently it's not guns, salt or strawberries."
"Strawberries?" Castiel sounded as though he hadn't actually wanted to ask but hadn't been able to hold it in. When Sam glanced at him, he noticed he looked that way as well.
"Hey, you work with what you have. We have guns, salt and strawberries. Ask Sam, he likes gay fruit."
"Fruit can be gay?" Really, given they'd known Castiel for over two years by this point, Sam had thought Dean would have learnt not to say anything that the angel could take a little too literally.
"So you don't have any other ideas?" Gabriel asked, walking over and sitting on Sam's bed to look down at the two. Sam legs, by this point, were beginning to get a little numb.
"Dean said it couldn't be the dark. Jeremy's really quite distressed," Sam added, cooing to the distraught hellhound, which really baffled everyone in the room. Sam looked up at glared at Gabriel, making the angel widen his eyes in shock.
"What have I done?"
"You want to laugh! Stop picking on him! This is why he has no self-esteem! I haven't seen him try to maul one person since we got him, Gabe!"
"Er…" Gabriel was clearly floundering for how to reply to that, whilst Dean and Castiel just gaped at them.
"Not that we want him to maul anyone, just… you know?" Sam added hastily as he realised just why Dean and Castiel were looking at him like he was insane. Thankfully, before anyone could respond to that, there was a knock on the door making Jeremy whimper and try to burrow further into Sam. "There there, Jeremy."
Dean gave a small giggle before coughing in an attempt to cover it up, and went to answer the door. He couldn't contain the sigh of relief when he saw Crowley standing there. Reaching out, he grabbed the demon's jacket and dragged him into the room.
"Crowley! Thank Christ you're here!"
"Well, never thought I'd get that welcome from you, Deany-boy. Now, what can I do for you all?" Crowley asked once he'd smoothed his jacket down, sending a disparaging glare at Dean for ruffling it up in the first place. Sam tried to move a little, only for Jeremy to whine and nuzzle at him. Sighing, Sam stopped trying to move and just looked at Crowley with pleading eyes.
"Something's wrong with Jeremy."
"I still don't know why you called him that. What have you done to it? Hellhounds ain't supposed to be afraid of anything! This is why I never wanted to keep him in the first place!" Crowley commented with a scoff. Sam just glared at him and hugged Jeremy closer to him.
"If you're not going to help, you don't have to stay."
"Never said I weren't gonna help, did I? Besides, I know what's wrong with him. I just don't think I can say it out loud without wanting to shoot myself," Crowley muttered, eyeing Jeremy and shaking his head. Sam looked over at Gabriel, who was clearly trying his hardest not to laugh at the whole thing, and glared at him.
"Stop it."
"I'm not doing anything!" Gabriel exclaimed, which just made Sam narrow his eyes even more.
"You're thinking it," Sam snapped, then he turned back to look at Crowley, "So what's wrong with Jeremy?"
"Only thing I can think of is he's scared of Halloween."
"Pardon?" Dean asked, whilst the other three just gaped at the demon.
"It's the only thing that's different. Let's be honest, you two don't exactly change your ways. At all. He's either scared of the date or scared of whatever it is you're hunting this time. I doubt it's the latter."
"Jeremy's scared of Halloween?" Sam asked, looking up at Crowley with wide eyes. Crowley just looked back at him, and then rolled his eyes.
"What do you want me to say to that? Yes, he's scared of Halloween. Deal with it. Now, I'm leaving. Two hunters, two angels and a neurotic hellhound makes me twitchy," Crowley told them, before he disappeared from the room leaving the rest of the occupants in silence.
"Well, you know what that mean's, don't you?" Sam asked finally, looking up at Gabriel, who just looked back at him warily.
"What?"
"You can't sleep in my bed tonight. Jeremy is."
End Notes: Clearly having no time to write anything other than my big bang fics (most of which don't have Sam or Dean in them as main characters (or at all)) and then having a whole week in which I had no internet access, makes me go somewhat insane… and results in this. I truly have no idea what I was thinking beyond 'wonder what a Hellhound would be afraid of' when putting the books away. *snort* Halloween, apparently. So enjoy! Don't commit me! And who knows when I'll have something else posted.
Well, technically, 17th June will be when I post my
crossbigbang fic and 28th June for my spn_j2_bigbang fic, but er… other than them? No clue! I've also increased my insanity by signing up for the sabriel_mini because, you know, I'm clearly unbalanced. Right, enough whinging. Back to writing. Hope you took some delight in my brief breakdown. *snort*
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Date: 2011-05-30 07:32 pm (UTC)I am... more happy than anyone sane should be about it, if I am honnest. I want Jeremy! I don't care if he's neurotic. All dogs are in their own way.
That was great, thank you again!
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:36 pm (UTC)All dogs really are neurotic in their own way! Mine is... she also has OCD in her own doggy ways... very strange. *snicker* Not afraid of Halloween though. :D Poor Jeremy.
Thank you for commenting!! Really glad you liked it!
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:29 pm (UTC)lol, I'll bet that was Jeremy's plan all along wasn't it? *winkwink*
Loved it so hard and *glomps you* I so MISS YOU! I feel like its been years since I've been able to read stuff from you :(
Yay! Sabriel Mini-Bang! We can be insane together! ^_^
<3
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:41 pm (UTC)And Jeremy is completely innocent in all of this! He's also afraid of fireworks, thunder, lightning and butterflies. *nods*
I miss writing!!! I feel like writing this was my form of therapy! Lol! I needed to write some Sammy again. Been too long!! *glomps back* I'm so glad you liked it and that I don't seem to have lost my Sammy voice... Plus, Jeremy needed to make a come back. *giggles*
*whimpers* Yay for Sabriel mini-bang indeed... I don't actually have any clue on what to write right now... I feel I should go through my random blunny notebook and see if any of them reach out to me... or just sob to myself until an idea hits me... *snicker* You have an idea yet? Lol
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Date: 2011-05-30 08:58 pm (UTC)Awww, poor hellhound! He needs more Sammy hugs! lol
Nah, your Sammy is just as adorable as ever ^_^
I do actually! It's been an idea I've had for a while but couldn't actually be bothered to write, seemed like too much effort but now I have something to make me write it! XD
I'm sure you'll come up with something, you always do! ^_^ And come on, it's Sam and Gabe, they're like, the best to write :D
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Date: 2011-05-30 09:15 pm (UTC)*giggles* He needs prozac. Puppy Prozac... apparently you can actually get that... Strange... Gives you heartburn. Prozac, not Puppy Prozac... well, Puppy Prozac might as well... They may even be the same thing... who knows? I'll stop rambling now...
Yay! It's not that hard to make Sammy adorable though, is it? *snicker*
*snicker* That's what I thought about all the big bangs I signed up for! Lol! Really need to think up something though... *whines* I know, I know! It's Sam and Gabe! I know! But it's hard, dammit! The only ideas I currently have are sequels to things I've already wrote. And I refuse to write another spin off/sequel for a big bang. Never again. Ever. Nope. So... new idea! *groans* Actually... I think I wrote down an idea for one a while back... Hmm... I shall go hunt it down...
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Date: 2011-05-30 09:39 pm (UTC)Hmmm, my dog is a little like Jeremy. She's bi-polar so she has good happy days and bad days where we can't get her out of hiding in corners. O.o She's weird.
And the Hunt is on! Release the Hounds! Er, just not Jeremy. XD
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Date: 2011-05-30 09:49 pm (UTC)Jeremy would run in the opposite direction! *giggles* And I've currently found two scrappy bits of paper with ideas on... seriously... what the hell? Neither one is the one I was thinking of... *snort* One is just plain odd and makes no sense. It says, and I quote: 'Gabriel/Sam. Sam is Sam. Gabriel not Loki. Where's Dean? Castiel in it? Hmm. Gabriel finds Sam? Could do.' My thoughts upon reading this are 'never mind where Dean is, where's your sanity?!' *snicker* I've decided to ignore that one... the other one has premise though... Maybe. I dunno... Hmm... We'll see. I'm not giving up hope on that other vague thought I had written down...
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Date: 2011-05-30 11:49 pm (UTC)That sounds like one of those ideas you get while sleeping or almost asleep so you write it down only to read it in the morning and have absolutely no idea what you were trying to do. I find those the most amusing things to come across! ^_^
Well, you have some time yet to figure it out. ;)
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Date: 2011-05-31 06:31 pm (UTC)*nods* Yep! Really does! I have quite a few of them actually! *snicker* I have a notebook on my bedside table and the amount of times I wake up to find random notes in it... there was one that was clearly an idea for a later chapter in one of my WIPs... and I read it about five times and I still have no idea which fic it is referencing to... All I know is that Dean is in it... Useful, right? *snort* Some ideas are brilliant though! I had one that became a reminder on my phone once. Brilliant. Just one word in capitals. All it said was 'KITTENS!'. I giggled for quite a while upon finding that one.
*groans* I know... Kinda want to have a vague plan though, so at least I know I have an idea to write down when I get down to it... *huffs* Really need to find something... blech.
Also? I love your icon!! *cackles*
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Date: 2011-05-31 08:29 pm (UTC)That's true, you at least want to something to wonder at. Like, ever since I figured out mine, I've been plotting at work and in places where people talk to me and think I'm listening. ^_^
I find fic plotting therapeutic...
Right? Isn't it amazing ^_^ I stole it! I think I got this one from you. Maybe? :?
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Date: 2011-05-31 08:48 pm (UTC)Exactly!! I think I'd feel a lot better about things if i knew I actually had something to write down when I came round to it. *groans* The elusive blunny is just not helping me! *sniffle* Blunnies suck! Though I do that as well, btw! I tend to giggle at inappropriate times because I'm plotting random fics in my head. I snickered when in a discussion about a funeral once all because I'd had the thought for... I think it was Super Secret Angel Force... it was one of my snapshots... Not the best time to giggle though. You know, just as the funeral director says "And how would you feel about the coffin being brought in to Ave Maria?"
I find it both therapeutic and annoying at times. You know when you know what you want for like the middle, but you just can't figure out how to get there? That's a little annoying. Lol!
Nope, not from me! But I'm nabbing them both from you! *grin* Cheers! Lol! So very amusing! *giggles*
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Date: 2011-05-31 06:15 am (UTC)Gabe: >_< I got kicked out of bed by a dog!
Oh, Gabe. It was all the laughing.
'Fruits can be gay?' cracked me up sooo hard. And then I felt bad because there are three other people in the house trying to sleep. Why do I always read funny fanfic at night when people are sleeping? It's really not very smart.
Anyway.
I like how Dean was more annoyed by the puppy than wary of him. He seems to be past his hell hound issues (then again, Jeremy isn't exactly a shining example of a hell hound...).
In any case, hilarious! I loved Sam's overprotectiveness (is that a word?) of Jeremy, and Gabe basically pouting about it. Crowley's disdain of Jeremy made me pout, though, too.
Awesome job! I went to read this right after I read your reply to my comment, I was so excited! :)
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Date: 2011-05-31 06:43 pm (UTC)Gabe needed a little taste of his own medicine. *cackles* See how he likes being the brunt of the joke for once, no? :D
*giggles* I love Castiel! So perfect for the amusing little lines that make you giggle to yourself! Bless him! And gotta love living alone so you can read/watch whatever the hell you like at whatever time you like! *grin* Though I'd imagine my neighbours get annoyed when I'm cackling to myself in bed at one in the morning...
Meh, they have yet to complain...
This was based a little bit after the first fic, so Dean has had time to get used to Jeremy and realise that the hellhound really is nothing like the ones that dragged him to Hell. Heh. So yeah... it was set about er... four months later, I think? I dunno... I did have a vague idea in my head when I wrote it. Lol.
Sammy's very overprotective (yep, it's a word, *grin*) of his baby!! *cackles* Gabriel will soon get that into his head... maybe. Besides, Jeremy is adorable! Who wouldn't protect the little cutie? :D As for Crowley, he's a demon, he doesn't have time for wimpy hellhounds that are scared of their own shadow... Times a wastin'! He's got souls to collect! *snicker*
Glad you liked it!! Thank you for this comment too!! :D