Dizzojay's Dean Dreams (dizzojay) wrote,
Dizzojay's Dean Dreams
dizzojay

Sweets for my Sweet ...


Has anyone else spent Easter eating chocolate to the point of exploding?

No?

Just me then ...

Anyway, taking that into account along with a deliciously sweet quote from our boy Dean's alter ego, the adorable Jensen, I felt inspired to inflict some candy-related damage ...

Disclaimer: I don't own Dean or his sore tummy.  More's the pity :(

GUMMY TUMMY
Rating: K+
Genre: Angst/Humour
Word count: approx 100

 

"I told you so."

Sam wouldn't say it; he had his pride.

But, c'mon - fourteen packets in two days?

Dean lay curled up, a pallid, trembling creature groaning pitifully and clutching his fractious, distended belly.

Sam had tried warning Dean as he shovelled the candy down, he really had; but got only smartass abuse in return.

So fine; let Dean enjoy the fruits of his labour.

Actually, he kinda looked like he was in labour.

A violent gurgle erupted and Dean grimaced, whimpering as his grip tightened around his middle. When his belly finally fell silent, he groaned into his sweat-soaked pillow.

"Hate Gummy-bears."

xxxxx
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Tags: angst, dean winchester, humiliating, humour, sam winchester, stomach pain, supernatural
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