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Thermometer
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Category:
Supernatural › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,912
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Supernatural, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Who's Up First
Title: Who’s Up First?
Summary: I’m not sure who to feel more sorry for; Bobby or the boys.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters are not mine. Just the ideas and the mayhem they bring.
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Bobby Singer could not believe it. It shouldn’t be surprising, given the circumstances – what with the ice and all – but he still found it hard to believe. The boys had returned once again, only to fall on the eve of their next hunt. This unfortunately brought Bobby to his current predicament--the proper care and tending of two bodies.
Two very large bodies.
Bobby sighed in exhaustion and glanced at the covered figures before him, rose to stretch weary bones. As he reached in the medical case for the thermometer and turned back toward his charges, he muttered to himself, “Okay boys, who’s up first.”
The farthest figure groaned as Dean rolled to eye him with laughable defiance.
Summary: I’m not sure who to feel more sorry for; Bobby or the boys.
Disclaimer: Supernatural and its characters are not mine. Just the ideas and the mayhem they bring.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Bobby Singer could not believe it. It shouldn’t be surprising, given the circumstances – what with the ice and all – but he still found it hard to believe. The boys had returned once again, only to fall on the eve of their next hunt. This unfortunately brought Bobby to his current predicament--the proper care and tending of two bodies.
Two very large bodies.
Bobby sighed in exhaustion and glanced at the covered figures before him, rose to stretch weary bones. As he reached in the medical case for the thermometer and turned back toward his charges, he muttered to himself, “Okay boys, who’s up first.”
The farthest figure groaned as Dean rolled to eye him with laughable defiance.