My offering for this week's drabble challenge over on Fanfiction.net. The challenge word was distance. I thought I'd keep it topical!
Characters: Sam and Dean
Word Count: 300
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Sam's always been a worrier ...
"Hey Dean, where you going?"
"We're outta pie Sam, just heading downtown."
"You're only supposed to go out to shop for essentials."
"OK, right. I forgot. Pie is essential in your world."
"Damn right it is. Can I go now?"
"OK… Oh Dean…"
"Remember to practice social distancing while you're out."
"Two metres from everyone else Dean. Don't forget."
"I know, Sam. I watch the news."
"Inside the store as well as outside."
"Oh, and Dean, don't talk to anyone."
"And NO flirting!"
"Jeez, Sam, what d'you take me for?"
"I know you too damn well, Dean."
"Oh, and Dean?"
"Don't forget, pay by contactless if you can – it's more hygienic."
"Yes, I know Sam. We always pay by card, remember? On account of the fact we've got no cash."
"Yes, well, just making sure."
"Whatever. Can I go now?"
"Yes, I suppose … except…"
"Man alive, kill me now! NOW WHAT?"
"Don't forget to wash your hands as soon as you get back to the bunker, right?"
"Yes, I will. I Promise. I'll take a freaking formaldehyde shower if It means I can go to the store and buy MY GODDAMN PIE!"
"Alright Dean, there's no need to shout."
"Now, have you got your hand sanitiser?"
"Yes Mom. I've got my hand sanitiser. Want me to show you?"
"No, Dean, I believe you."
"Do you want to take a mask with you?"
"Only if it's a Batman mask."
"Not funny Dean."
"No, I don't want to go out in a freaking mask, or gloves, surgical scrubs, or a hazmat suit, OK?"
"OK then. Well, just be careful.
"And don't be out too long, okay?"
"Not much chance of that Sam."
"Freaking store closed five minutes ago!"