5 More SPN Christmas Drabbles

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Title: Not This Time
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean, Sam
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: spn_bigpretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 8 December, 2015
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.

"You're not going to shoot him, Dean."

"No. It wouldn't do any good. But I am gonna send him back to Hell where he belongs."

"This is where he belongs, Dean, at least one night a year. He's not possessed."

"Like Hell! You saw what he made those deer do!"

"He's Santa, Dean. You're not going to hurt him!"

"Sammy," Dean growls, "get outta my way."

"Dean! Dean, wake up!" Sam calls, but the puddle of drool falling out of his brother's mouth just keeps growing. Sam shakes his head, looking at the emptied quart of eggnog beside Dean, and moves on.

The End




Title: Bess
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Bobby, OFC
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: spn_bigpretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 8 December, 2015
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.


He'd had to watch her this time of the year. When she wasn't trying to steal his wife's cookies, she was sneak hits off his special, homemade eggnog brew. Alcohol always had made her do crazy things, like the time she danced on top of the table in that bar, but she was a good girl. She'd been dedicated to both himself and Karen and had always had both their backs.

Bobby always missed both his girls, but this time of year was the worst. He sniffs, drinks more eggnog. Yup, best damn hunting dog he ever had, Bess was.


The End




Title: Warm
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: spn_bigpretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 8 December, 2015
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.


He shivers, wraps his hands more tightly around his steaming mug of apple cider. The night is cold, but it's not making him shiver. He glances back up at that particular star, sips his cider, tries to focus on the drink's warmth, but still, he's cold.

He feels cold until an arm drapes around him; Dean pulls him close. "You're not lost any more, you know that, right, Cas?"

Surprised, Castiel's gaze flicks to him. Dean always reads him so clearly. "I . . . "

"You're not lost," he repeats firmly. "I've got you." His lips touch his, and finally, Castiel is warm again.


The End





Title: No One But Dean
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Wee!Chesters Dean and Sammy
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: spn_bigpretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 8 December, 2015
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.


"Dean, where have you been? I was worried you wouldn't make it home before it's time for Santa!"

Dean almost growls at that name. He's four years old now, and yet, still, his brother can't figure out that there's no fat, jolly, old Elf coming in a red suit to grant them wishes. There's no one coming to grant them anything.

Instead, he turns his back to the kid and starts emptying his pockets. "I had to get supplies, Sammy. Sugar, ginger, cinnamon, flour . . . Everything we need," he concludes, looking back up, "to make gingerbread men." Sammy's smile makes everything worthwhile.


The End





Title: Hell King's Christmas Wish Come True
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean/Crowley
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: spn_bigpretzel Holiday Drabble Challenge
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 100
Date Written: 8 December, 2015
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.


Poison spreads before Dean as far as he can see. The magical plant's used for many things, from traditional kisses to poisoning anybody stupid enough to eat it. Good thing he's never been that hungry.

But he is hungry for something else tonight. He faces the rows upon rows of poison with a smirk and a gleam in his eye. "You know, Crowley, if you wanted me that bad, all you had to do was say it."

"Really?"

He shrugs. "It is Christmas, after all. Time to make our wishes come true, don'tcha think?" Dean pulls Crowley down beneath the mistletoe.


The End