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Holy Sneezes

Title: Holy Sneezes
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Supernatural
Character/Pairing: Castiel, Sam, Dean
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: 1_million_words Monday Flash Challenge: Allergies
Warning(s): Crack
Word Count: 335
Date Written: 24 April 2018
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Kripke, not the author, and are used without permission.






Sam walked carefully through the kitchen. He had just heard a miniature explosion as he’d entered the bunker. Gripping his gun, he was ready for anything -- except what he found on the floor. There was no blood, but several white feathers scattered across the floor.

“Dean?” he called cautiously, now pulling his gun out and holding it at the ready in the open. “Are you trying some kind of new recipe?”

There was no answer. Sam took a few more steps, carefully avoiding the feathers. “Dean?” he called again, his voice hinged with growing worry. “Dean? Cas?”

Finally, an answer came. “We’re in here.” It was clear from his brother’s tone that he was distracted, but as Sam edged into the next room, he saw nothing except Dean, fully clothed and looking unharmed, gaping up at the ceiling.

Another explosion sounded. Sam ducked, his hands going over his head, but Dean just kept standing and watching. Slowly, Sam raised his eyes to the ceiling. He had to wave away more feathers as he looked up. “Dean, why is Cas on the roof and what the Hell’s going on?”

“I think he has allergies, Sammy.”

A third explosion ripped through the air, but this time as Sam ducked, he saw the Angel sneeze and shoot across the ceiling. “Damn! And I thought my sneezes were bad!”

“You’ve only knocked yourself down with them! If Cas keeps going, he’s going to sneeze himself straight back up into Heaven!”

Castiel sneezed again. This time, he hit the ceiling with such force that he went through to the attic above. “Or he’ll take us all with him,” Sam muttered, ducking again as more shedded feathers, this time accompanied by something wet and green, rained down upon them.

“I’ll find some rope,” Dean offered, pulling himself together.

“I’ll get the meds,” Sam started to say, but Castiel sneezed again. This time, the brothers could only look on helplessly as their friend soared out of the bunker and onward toward Heaven.


The End

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