Right, it ends here.

I refuse to soil my, or anyone else's, friends feed with mention of a certain orange freak any more, so it ends right here.

Therefore, I'm going to give you three things that brought me pleasure today:

Firstly, I managed to get my head together to write a little drabble for the fanfiction.net drabble challenge at lunchtime today.  With me being out of circulation for the last two weekends, I'd got behind  with this, and given that I'd never missed a week in over six years, I was determined not to start now!  So this drabble contains the last two challenge words: left and spark.

Rating: K+
Genre: Humour
Characters: Sam and Dean
Spoilers/warnings: none
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Don't own them
Summary: apparently, it's not the size that matters when you're doing battle against Supernatural nasties.

xxxxx

"Wow, that could have been really nasty Sam, I reckon we got off lightly there."

"Dean, there's only so nasty a thing like that can be."

"What, a fire breathing dragon? Spitting sparks and freakin' flames everywhere?"

"Dean it was a salamander."

"Same difference."

"It was four inches long."

*glares*

"Well you'd know all about that Sam …"

"Real mature Dean."

"I've got no hair left on my forearm!"

"It'll grow back … smoothie!"

*Humph.*

"Say Sam, have you looked in a mirror recently?"

"No, why should I?"

*shrugs*

"Just wondering, but don't worry; I'm sure your eyebrows will grow back soon!"

xxxxx

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Secondly, I made some good progress on my horsey picture ...