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Trapped

Title: Trapped
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Dean, Sam
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: 1_million_words August Rush: Day 11:
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 436
Date Written: 22 August 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission. The Giant referred to is probably public domain by now.






“I don’t believe you did this!” Sam groans as the cell locks behind them.

I did it?!” Dean repeats, incredulous. “I’m not the one who bought those beans from that kid!”

“Come on, Dean! You knew it was a trap! There’s no telling how many kids have been lured up that beanstalk!”

“Sure there is.” Dean scoffs. He jerks a thumb at the far corner of their cell. “Or did you miss all those bones?”


“Dean -- “ Sam starts.

His big brother sighs, his face falling. “I know; I know. I’ll find a way to get us out of this, Sammy. I just have to have time to think.”

“Well, you’d better hurry, because he’s already started the stew!”

“Don’t remind me,” Dean growls.

“I’m going to remind you, Dean! This is your fault!”

“How is it my fault? You’re the one who said let’s let the beanstalk grow so we can go up and kill the Giant!”

“But you’re the one who stole his stupid harp!” Sam says, spreading his cuffed hands wide. “Didn’t you ever learn anything from the cartoons we used to watch?! Never steal the Giant’s harp! That’s the beginning of the end!”

“One, you used to watch them, not me. I was always busy doing other stuff -- “

Sam rolls his eyes. “Yeah, sure, Dean. You never watched cartoons as a kid.”

“I didn’t say that,” Dean grumbles, but he won’t point out that the reason why he never paid them much attention was that he was always busy taking care of Sammy and trying to figure out their next meal, just like now. He doesn’t know what the Giant’s next meal is going to be, but it’s not going to be them. “I’m going to get us out of here! Just shut up and let me think!”

“I will,” Sam relents, “once you admit it was your fault. We were doing fine until you tried to take the harp.”

“There’s a woman in that harp, Sammy! Or didn’t you see that?”

“I saw she could’ve been on the cover of one of your Busty Asian Beauties. I swear, Dean, you’ve got to stop thinking with -- “

“That’s why she looked familiar! She’s that model who disappeared three years ago!”

“How long have you been following that porno?”

“Long enough,” Dean retorts. Suddenly, he grins. “Long enough that I know how we’re going to get out of here. Here’s what we’re going to do . . . “ Sam leans close. He knew his brother would come up with a plan, even if it was his fault they were caught in the first place.


The End

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