presents - SN drabble - PG

[tigriswolf]

Title: presents

Fandom: Supernatural
Disclaimer: Dean’n’Sam aren’t mine

Warnings: future!fic

Pairings: none

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 270

Point of view: third

Notes: follows this, this, and this.
Dedication:crazypandabear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Sam takes Dean to a special stable not too long after his birthday. It’s hidden away in a pocket that only he can find and Dean has no idea that the road he’s driving down exists only for him.

 

“So, how’d you hear about this place?” Dean asks. 

 

Sam smiles. Dean thinks they’re checking out some mustangs, might even buy a couple. It’s not like they’re hard-up for the cash or the space; they’ve moved on from the apartment to their own parcel of land. After everything, it’s the least society can do for them, even if society doesn’t know about it.

 

“The internet,” he lies. He didn’t find this; he made it.  

 

The stable is huge, spreading out over what would be three city blocks.  Dean parks and raises a brow, taking in the place. “Nice,” he whistles.

 

Sam leads the way, Dean following slowly as he glances around. Every detail is perfect, just as Sam imagined, as he wove from pure will and power. Over a thousand stalls, though most are yet to be occupied. He will place new horses wherever Dean chooses to go, and right now he’s picked the closest building.

 

A beautiful woman meets them at the entrance, welcomes them, and Dean leers, of course. But with no more than a cursory glance to her chest and rear, he moves past her to the first stall. 

 

Sam looks past Dean, creating horses for each, one of every breed and color. Sam isn’t particularly interested in horses, but if Dean wants a horse or dozen, well. 

 

Sam can’t wait till Dean sees the winged ones.

 

 

 

Comments

[e313.livejournal.com]

Sam can’t wait till Dean sees the winged ones.

cuz Sam doesn't do halfassed jobs; of course he'd have some of the winged variety as well...

[tigriswolf]

Of course he must. He's awesome like that.