The Comeback Kid || Chapter TwoSam pushed down on the accelerator, wishing for the first time the Impala was faster. Most days he bitched about how fast Dean drove, but right now he'd give anything for twice that speed.The Comeback Kid || Chapter Two in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The massive boots behind him stumbled, shaking the car and the tiny passenger. He caught sight of two colossal legs, clad in worn denim arcing up past the boots, and he didn't even want to think about the rest, stretching up into the sky.
Where the hell am I?
The car rocketed over the bumpy black ground, tires finding purchase against the strange texture. For a few seconds of peace, he thought he might have escaped, that whatever it was out there would let him get away and get to safety. His sleep-deprived mind went through a fast list of priorities... find Dean, find out where the hell he was, get back to reality. Wherever that was. As if anything in his life was ever that simple.
The car shook again, and his eyes widened when he saw the massive boots lunge towards the ca
The Comeback Kid || Chapter OneTurlock, California:The Comeback Kid || Chapter One in General Fiction More Like This
It was barely half past eleven at night in the modest police department. Most desks were empty, the holding cells quieted down for the evening. But interrogation room 1A was the place to be for the majority of the late-night staff. A rookie patrolman trudged out to the break room to refill his yellow coffee mug while four other officers remained gathered in the observation room on the other side of the two way mirror. Inside the interrogation room, a blinding block of fluorescent light illuminated a middle aged sergeant sitting across the table from a curvy woman with hair that seemed to have multiplied in curliness due to stress.
“Mrs. Ellis, let me run through the facts with you one more time, just to be sure we’re on the same page here. I understand you’ve had a rough evening, but… please be honest.”
“I’m not lying, you moron! You’re not listening to me!” the woman shrieked hoarsely, slamming her hands
The Comeback Kid || Chapter ThreeSam stared up at Dean, awed at his first full look at the size difference, now that there were no walls between them. Even sitting down, from the table up Dean was the size of a building. Dean slowly leaned forward, eyes wide and locked on Sam the whole time. He rested his head on the table softly to get closer to Sam's level, meeting Sam's eyes in a shared expression of dismay. Sam couldn't help but notice even with Dean's chin flat against the table like that he would barely come up to Dean's nose. If that. It was hard to tell at this distance.The Comeback Kid || Chapter Three in Fantasy More Like This
Sam took a small step back from Dean's whispered exclamation, still getting used to the sheer volume of the world and the hot breeze that hit him with the whispered words. At least Dean didn't have bad breath (currently), and Sam was starting to get used to how loud his brother was.
While Dean was staring him down, Sam shifted uncomfortably on the table. His arm was starting to throb more with time, reminding him he needed to take a look at it
Tiny!Charlie ficlet part 1"Dean?"Tiny!Charlie ficlet part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Blinking away the strange sleep, Charlie woke up to see the blonde hunter looming over her on the bed. Something was off about the image, and it took her brain several moments of confused back and forth to logic out what exactly was wrong her perspective. Dean had always been pretty tall. But right now, he was about the size of the Sears tower to Charlie. So not normal. The jade eyes far overhead locked onto her the moment she opened her mouth, sending a vicious chill up her spine.
"Oh F-Fudge muffins..." Charlie muttered with a gulp.
Dean got down closer to her, aware of her stammering and shocked reaction. As he set a huge hand on the edge of the bed to support himself, she was startled by the immediate comparison. His hand alone was roughly the size of a pick-up truck!
"This would be so much hotter if you were Princess Leia in a slave bikini." She squeaked out nervously.
Dean raised an eyebrow, but the searing concern in his eyes did not re
Every Breath You Take || Ch. 8Berwyn wasn't a large town, and in a church this size, everyone seemed to know each other. Except for those two strangers sitting in the fifth pew. The two bulky men watched the speaker with unshakable scrutiny.Every Breath You Take || Ch. 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So many times, God has taken extremes into new context. Bringing the darkness into His glorious light." Pastor Simmons gripped the podium enthusiastically as he voiced his sermon. "The ungodly Samaritan is the admiral protagonist. The prodigal son honored more than his righteous, loyal brother. And the tiniest mustard seed, equated with weeds, can move mountains with a droplet of faith."
Sam saw Dean roll his eyes in her peripheral vision. He sent him a tight lipped smile, hoping his brother could be patient enough not to disturb the parishioners. Still, though, he could understand his discomfort. They were being stared at by a new face every two seconds... Like they had come in covered head to toe in dirt or something.
At least it felt like that.
Sleepless NightClunmph, Clunmph. - tiny feet made an effort to be discreet as they climbed the stairs to the tippity-top of the giant mattress.Sleepless Night in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A seven year old boy with waves of copper hair and big blue-green eyes peeked up over the edge of the bed. His parents were fast asleep under the emerald sheets, their peaceful breathing forming a unified rhythm. He wobbled a bit as he made his way over. His mom was mostly under his dad's hand. Sometimes, he would ask them questions about their size difference. But to him, he didn't really think anything of it. It was as natural as him as breathing. Gabe put his hands on Jude's knuckle and leaned against it.
"Daddy." Gabriel whispered. No respond. He repeated himself twice more at increasing volumes of desperation and pushed vigorously at his hand.
Jude's eyelids fluttered open, looking around in alarm.
"Gabe." He refocused in his groggy state. "What is it?"
"I can't sleep." Gabriel whined.
A mass of russet waves became dis
The Comeback Kid || Chapter FiveDespite how exhausted he was, Sam found it hard to settle into sleep. He drifted in and out of wakefulness over the course of the next few hours, often disrupted by Dean's loud movements on the bed. Dean seemed to be having just as hard a time settling down as Sam, constantly tossing and turning with all the subtlety of a landslide.The Comeback Kid || Chapter Five in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Eventually though, Dean settled down and Sam found himself drifting off into sleep at last. He sighed into the bag of clothes serving as his pillow, finally allowing himself to relax for the first time that night. Here, inside the metal body of the Impala, he felt safe.
Sam slipped into the realm of dreams, reliving the last few hours through a hazy fog and a strange angle.
He sees the Impala, parked in front of the motel in the darkness of night. Sam stands a few feet behind it, watching the back of his own head through the window with surprise. Dean climbs out, slamming the door shut behind him. His form faded away as he enters the motel lobby. Somethi
Starcrossed || OneElise winced as her ship gave another shudder. The small shuttle-class space vehicle was on its last leg, and she was barely a third of the way to her destination. The Allied Planets will not be happy when I turn up late, she thought ruefully, as she typed in another brief command on her console. An unexpected malfunction in one of her ship's rudders had caused it to snap off, taking part of her communications apparatus with it. So, the range for her distress calls was dismally narrow.Starcrossed || One in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She needed to find a safe place to land. The nearest known planet was still far away, especially with her ship limping along like it was. There was a considerable planet looming in her viewscreen nearby, but no data seemed to exist for it. At best, the atmosphere would be able to support her body, but the terrain ... she could see nothing about the terrain through the thick clouds roiling around every inch of the place.
A red light began blinking politely on one of t
A Rare Sense of Humor Ch.15"Sam!" Dean's deep exclamation made the little plastic window shutters quiver. He pressed his face up against the side of the house with one eye peering into the window Sam had just fallen away from. He finally spotted the tiny man lying in a heap on the floor. He was so small, he could barely make out the expression on his face.A Rare Sense of Humor Ch.15 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Holy shit Dean!" Yelled Sam, as his brother closed in, his words came out in a quick stutter as he felt the all too familiar fear settle in. Scrambling to back up and stand up at the same time, Sam ended up tumbling a few more times before he could stand. Dean's enormous eye blocked the window, making the emerald pool all that was visible.
"Space," breathed Sam, worried he would start hyperventilating, "I need space."
Dean immediately backed off, and filtered light returned through the open window. He drug a hand over his face, ready to tear his hair out from sheer frustration.
"But I... The card..." Dean remembered clearly it had said
Every Breath You Take || Ch. 7Sam's soft snoring gently disrupted the sounds of passing cars and cicadas outside the car. The impala was parked in a tree-shaded area off the side of the main road. Dean had lowered his music mix to a low volume to accommodate the others in the car. While Sam's long body was curled up across the backseat (and the fact that his giant body could squeeze anywhere like that amazed her), Claire lay on the passenger's seat.Every Breath You Take || Ch. 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Her tiny hazel eyes were searching the stars high above through the cracked window. Her lips were constantly on the move as she murmured a rosary under her breath. It was past midnight now, but sleep was as distant for her as ever. Ever since finding out the hard way that witches, monsters, and demons were in fact as real as bread and butter... Claire had been questioning her faith. She wondered why God would allow such terrible creatures to exist, to let people suffer such undeserving deaths. But even so, she believed He heard her prayers with the love of a