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ratherastory ([personal profile] ratherastory) wrote2011-12-13 03:18 am
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Fic meme!

Seen on [livejournal.com profile] de_nugis' and [livejournal.com profile] road_rhythm's LJs.

Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I will give you 1-3 sentences from or about it.

[identity profile] ratherastory.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It's been snowing for three hours already and shows no sign of letting up any time soon. Sam stands on the porch, one arm wrapped around the post as though it's the only thing keeping him anchored to the earth.

"Come on, Cas!" Dean calls out from where he's let himself fall backward into the snow. "You wanna learn to make snow angels, or what?"

Castiel glances back at Sam, who just smiles and nods at him encouragingly. Perry, unharnessed for the occasion, is leaping from snow drift to snow drift, snapping at the snowflakes drifting by her head, shoving her nose into the deepest drifts and then pulling it out again with an insulted-sounding sneeze. Sam seems all right, and Dean, under the influence of perhaps a little too much liqueur added to the hot chocolate, is sweeping his arms and legs in regular motions in the snow, leaving behind an imperfect imprint beneath him.

"Just let yourself fall, Cas, it's easy," he says.

Castiel does as he's told, tries to mimic Dean's movements as Dean starts to complain that he's stuck in the snow now and can't get up and is getting wet in all the wrong places. Castiel stares up at the starry evening sky while Sam comes down the porch stairs and hauls Dean back to his feet. Dean's face is flushed with excitement and a little too much alcohol when Castiel gets back up.

"See? What'd I tell you? Pretty neat, right?"

Castiel stares down at the imprint of the fallen angel, wings stunted and useless, frozen in place in the snow, and doesn't know how to answer. Sam claps him gently on the shoulder.

"I think we should go back inside and have more hot chocolate now. What do you think?"

Castiel nods. "I think that's a very good idea. This time, we should try rum."

[identity profile] quickreaver.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just let yourself fall, Cas, it's easy," he says. This line means, perhaps, far more than it should...

I GIVE YOU ALL THE SAPPY, HOLIDAY-INDUCED SCHMOOPY LOVE! Simply lovely. Thank ya, ma'am! It's perfect.

[identity profile] ratherastory.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I kind of did that on purpose. I couldn't help but wonder what Cas would think if he saw a snow angel, given their twisted and imperfect resemblance to when angels actually die on Show.

Glad you liked it!