Title: A Fresh Twist to a Knot, Which I Do Not With to Untie
Summary: Dean gets cursed with, well, pregnancy. Sort of. The results are not pretty.
Disclaimer: I think the boys are very grateful they aren't mine. Look at what I'd do to them otherwise!
Wordcount: 10,745
Warnings: Crack! And OMG WTF, mpreg. I know. I have no explanation. If it's any consolation it's not really mpreg. Sort of, but not really. Swearing. Lots and lots of swearing!
Neurotic Author's Note #1: Uh, so, the other day this crackish conversation popped up in my head, and then it wouldn't leave me alone, so I decided to just write the story and exorcise it from my mind once and for all. Then it turned into this. IDEK. /o\ I have NO idea why I wrote this. I don't even really like mpreg. I never read it, and the idea kind of gives me the heebie-jeebies, and GOD FANDOM WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?
Neurotic Author's Note #2: This is kind of an AU, I guess. It's not set in any particular season and mostly ignores everything about canon. So please don't expect anything relevant to canon.
Neurotic Author's Note #3: This fic is unbeta'd. I am posting it now before I chicken out and let it languish on my hard drive forever.
Neurotic Author's Note #4: So, uh, yeah. It's crack, but it because it's me it actually turned a little sad and angsty. Someone (I forget who your name, dear commenter, sorry!) described my writing the other day as “flangsty,” which is apparently a combination of fluff and angst, and I think that pretty much describes this fic. So.
( A Fresh Twist to a Knot, Which I Do Not With to Untie )
Summary: Dean gets cursed with, well, pregnancy. Sort of. The results are not pretty.
Disclaimer: I think the boys are very grateful they aren't mine. Look at what I'd do to them otherwise!
Wordcount: 10,745
Warnings: Crack! And OMG WTF, mpreg. I know. I have no explanation. If it's any consolation it's not really mpreg. Sort of, but not really. Swearing. Lots and lots of swearing!
Neurotic Author's Note #1: Uh, so, the other day this crackish conversation popped up in my head, and then it wouldn't leave me alone, so I decided to just write the story and exorcise it from my mind once and for all. Then it turned into this. IDEK. /o\ I have NO idea why I wrote this. I don't even really like mpreg. I never read it, and the idea kind of gives me the heebie-jeebies, and GOD FANDOM WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?
Neurotic Author's Note #2: This is kind of an AU, I guess. It's not set in any particular season and mostly ignores everything about canon. So please don't expect anything relevant to canon.
Neurotic Author's Note #3: This fic is unbeta'd. I am posting it now before I chicken out and let it languish on my hard drive forever.
Neurotic Author's Note #4: So, uh, yeah. It's crack, but it because it's me it actually turned a little sad and angsty. Someone (I forget who your name, dear commenter, sorry!) described my writing the other day as “flangsty,” which is apparently a combination of fluff and angst, and I think that pretty much describes this fic. So.
( A Fresh Twist to a Knot, Which I Do Not With to Untie )