In the interveing ten years, I have since gone on and written around 700 drabbles; every single one of them Supernatural-related.
But this was the one that started it all off. It's nothing special; but then again, it kind of is!
Sam ran the small metal comb through his protesting brother's hair.
"This is freaking ridiculous …"
"Quit squirming" scolded Sam, "keep still!"
Sam scrutinised his brother's scalp, when …
Something tiny and black sprung out of Dean's spiky hair. Sam's fascinated gaze followed it until it disappeared into the carpet.
"Sam, what the heck was that?"
"Stay under the lamp will you, I'm trying to see …"
Sam tried to stifle a smirk; "Um, Dean, I think your run-in with the black dog left you with more than just that scratch on your chin …"