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21st-Sep-2006 01:17 am
title: luna
rating: 14a
pairing: sam/dean
notes: for belovedsnail, because of moth wings and tiny girls with big headphones. Around 950 words long. For crack!prompt wings. Part of a larger set of crack!fic that includes saint and the dragon and others. Unbeta'd.
summary: Dean looked around the room, noticing how the previously relatively soft motel sheet now felt coarse as hell, how his boxers seemed about a hundred miles away, how Sam was trying really really hard not to laugh.

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It was heavy, and dark, and he had no clue where he was - which was freakish enough on its own, but when paired with the bizarre extra limbs he seems to have grown overnight - fucking what the hell? At least it was warm, even though he had no idea where his clothes went.

"Dean? Dean!"

"Sam?" The sky lifted up, and Sam stood about a hundred feet above him, a half-shocked, half-laughing look in his eyes.

"Dean, you have wings," Sam managed a perfectly straight face, "and you're about five inches tall."

Dean looked around the room, noticing how the previously relatively soft motel sheet now felt coarse as hell, how his boxers seemed about a hundred miles away, how Sam was trying really really hard not to laugh. "Ha-fucking-ha."


"Clearly, the first order of business is figuring out what happened." Dean attempted to pace across Sam's chest, but he kept falling between the waves of fabric and Sam's own huge thudding laugh. Using a pillowcase as an improvised toga - "you look like Jesus!" Sam joked - didn't really help either, because it was way too fucking huge.

"No, the first order of business is getting you to look under vending machines for loose change. I want a pop!"

Dean jumped off Sam's chest and rolled down on to the soft bed. "No fucking way!" He tried scampering away but Sam stretched a little and caught him around the middle, ripped-up pseudo-toga falling off and Sam's hands warm against his body.

"Relax, relax," Sam whispered and it still sounded too loud, "we'll figure it out."

"We better." Dean said, and he sat down comfortably - bare against Sam's skin. Wings stretched out and fluttered, then settled in again neatly at his sides.


Sam grinned down at Dean - huge fucking bastard - and Dean sighed, let himself be picked up and deposited neatly in Sam's inside front pocket, where it was warm and relatively safe. He avoided the bits of paper and pens; found a relatively clean tissue he could settle into.

Sam paused. "Are you snuggling?"

"Shut up, I'm cold." Dean could feel the silent vibrations of Sam's laugh, so he burrowed further into Sam's jacket, curling his moth wings around himself while narrowly avoiding a rivet to the head.

"Don't worry, Dean - we'll stop at a Wal-Mart and you can get some Barbie clothes."

"Ken, you jerk." Dean punched him with tiny fists of fury.


The library proved a bust, and the librarians were all glaring at Sam because he wouldn't stop having apparently one-sided conversations with himself. Dean's wriggling around in his jacket didn't really help, either.

"You are such a girl." Dean laughed, and he pulled out a crumpled piece of paper with lyrics on it. "'follow you into the dark'?" Sam sighed as Dean dove back into his pocket, and he had no idea what Dean might find because he hadn't really checked in there for a while. Dean's head popped out triumphantly and he waved around a little packet that was as big as his entire upper body. "Tingly lube?! Tingly!"

Sam scowled, said "it was a sample!" and groaned in half anticipation, half annoyance - and the librarian finally walked over.

"I'm sorry, but we're going to have to ask you to leave."

"What? No- I'll be quiet, I'm sorry."

She shook her head. "No, I'm sorry, we've warned you three times already and you're disturbing our other patrons." She motioned towards a tiny girl who wasn't paying attention to them at all, if the size of her headphones were any indication.

"Alright, sorry, I'm sorry, I'll leave." The librarian looked satisfied and Sam shoved a book in his jacket - "oww, Sam!" - when she wasn't looking.

They were outside before Dean ineffectually elbowed Sam in the ribs. "Stealing from a library? Nice."

Sam might have blushed. "Shut up."

"You're totally going to return that before we leave, aren't you?"



"Think I can fly?" Dean waded through grass that was up to his shoulders, and Sam lay sprawled close by.

"Maybe. What does it feel like?" Sam plucked at the grass, closing his eyes against the sun above them.

"Like if I tried really hard, it would work." Dean concentrated and his wings fluttered intensely, he jumped up a little and hover for a moment.

"I could throw you into the air if that would help." Sam offered, looking around for dogs or cats or rabid squirrels.

"No, I think I'm good." Dean jumped high and coasted down gently, settling into the dip of Sam's collarbone.


Sam stood with his arms crossed, something definitely imposing despite the grin on his face.

"I can't let you sleep over there, you could get eaten by motel cockroaches! Or rats!"

Dean rolled his eyes, and Sam had to squint to make it out. "Fine, I'll sleep on the other pillow where no terrifying motel cockroaches-" Dean waggled his fingers, "- can get me."

"You know you were just going to sleep over here anyways." I can keep you safe if you're beside me. Sam patted down the pillow beside his head, left a little hollow in it where Dean could sleep.

"Definitely having too much fun with this." Dean stated, but he crawled into the hollow nonetheless. "Don't move," he said as quietly as he could, and he pressed his tiny mouth against Sam's lower lip.


Sam woke up when the heat of Dean's body draped all over his finally got to be too much. "gg-gerroff," he mumbled, but that just served to make Dean smile.

Dean shifted a little, rolled his hips against Sam's and buried his face in Sam's neck. "Shut up, I'm comfy."

Sam gave up when he felt an answering warmth; he wiggled his fingers to get some circulation back.
21st-Sep-2006 05:29 am (UTC)
Tiny!Dean with beautiful moth wings, snuggling in Sam's pocket and getting him kicked out of the library and . . .

This is the best fandom ever!

Hilarious. Thanks for sharing.
21st-Sep-2006 06:27 pm (UTC)
That mental picture makes me break out in fits of irrepressible laughter. ♥

You're welcome. :)
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21st-Sep-2006 06:28 pm (UTC)
Dean and butterfly wings don't even belong in the same sentence! ;D

Thanks. :D
21st-Sep-2006 06:32 am (UTC)
Ahhh!!! So cute. Like, insanely. I love tiny!Dean!

"you look like Jesus!"


"Are you snuggling?"

Did I mention CUTE?!?!


21st-Sep-2006 06:45 pm (UTC)
tiny!dean! and snuggling! I can't believe my brain came up with that without imploding. ;D

thanks. ♥
21st-Sep-2006 07:00 am (UTC)
lol, lube sample? *snort* Right, Sam.
Marvelous and very funny.
21st-Sep-2006 06:45 pm (UTC)
the real question is: where was he that they would give out lube samples. HMMM SAMMY?

Anyways, thank you. :)
21st-Sep-2006 07:11 am (UTC)
Awww, this was just too cute and funny and did I mention cute?! We need more tiny Dean. *nods* ♥
21st-Sep-2006 06:46 pm (UTC)
Hahah, thank you. And I'm definitely in favour of teeny!tiny!Dean. :D
21st-Sep-2006 07:34 am (UTC)
Adorable! Thanks for bringing the funny.
21st-Sep-2006 10:44 pm (UTC)
Haha, you're welcome. :D
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21st-Sep-2006 10:44 pm (UTC)
♥ :)
21st-Sep-2006 08:37 am (UTC)
Awww, tiny, winged Dean! He was so cute I actually wish this was a longer piece. Although I was a little afraid that Sam would accidentally roll over and crush him in his sleep, so I was glad when he safely made it to the end!
21st-Sep-2006 10:45 pm (UTC)
I can't believe it got as long as it did - I usually write tiny things but this was so cute. :) Thank you! :)
21st-Sep-2006 08:43 am (UTC)
cute, adorible and funny =)
21st-Sep-2006 10:45 pm (UTC)
thanks. ♥
21st-Sep-2006 12:17 pm (UTC)
That was just adorable.
21st-Sep-2006 10:45 pm (UTC)
hee, thank you. :)
21st-Sep-2006 01:16 pm (UTC)
Omg. Tiny!Dean Snuggles has to be an all new level of OTP. *grins* I love where you took this idea!
21st-Sep-2006 10:46 pm (UTC)
I really want some more teeny!Dean fic. :D
21st-Sep-2006 05:31 pm (UTC)
WING FIC!! *dances*

"Definitely having too much fun with this." Dean stated, but he crawled into the hollow nonetheless. "Don't move," he said as quietly as he could, and he pressed his tiny mouth against Sam's lower lip.

That about killed me from the cute. :)

Loved it, it was a really neat idea. :)
21st-Sep-2006 10:51 pm (UTC)
Hahaha, thank you. :D

I don't think I usually write cute, but awww. :) I'm glad you like it. :)
21st-Sep-2006 10:38 pm (UTC)
Is it wrong to find this:

"Don't move," he said quietly as he could , and he pressed his tiny mouth against Sam's lower lip.

such an erotic image? *blush*

I all but melted when I read that.

Brilliant story though. A little fairy!Dean is a beautiful image!

Dawn xx
21st-Sep-2006 11:28 pm (UTC)
That's perfectly alright. ♥

I'm so pleased you like it. :D
21st-Sep-2006 11:07 pm (UTC)
so i rolled out of bed and into my computer chair this morning, and omg, this was here, and it had my name on it, and i've been floating around all day humming "I Will Follow You Into the Dark." (which is just a perfect song choice.)

so, first of all, thank you. ♥ it's just lovely beyond belief of you to say this is for me.

second of all, asjkdfl luna moth wings. how gorgeous. i like the (totally unexpected and bizarre) rightness of mini-Dean-with-wings. part of that, of course, stems from how intensely pretty Jensen Ackles' facial features are. the idea of graceful, delicate wings don't exactly clash with, say, the shape of his mouth, you know?

but the other part of how right this felt is just how well you executed it---there's a kind of very strange, intense intimacy that's created between them here, and it made me snuggle up into my shirt feeling all warm and happy just to read it. i sort of can't describe it beyond that, but just something about...i mean, Dean is curled up in the dip of Sam's collarbone. there's just something so fantastic and perfect about the idea of that, the way he can be so nestled into and wrapped up in Sam and be (mostly) comfortable with that.

there's so many things about this that just feel perfect, as far as Sam and Dean go. there's Sam's protective instinct and his sense of humour (No, the first order of business is getting you to look under vending machines for loose change. hee.) and i am giggling a lot at his sample lube. seriously, a sample from where? :)) they don't just give this stuff out in the grocery store, Sam! and his apparently one-sided conversation with himself in the library!! (...which reminds me of hanging out in the library by my school in the city, where there were lots of people having one-sided conversations with themselves. and none of them were me, even! i really do need to buy some better [bigger] headphones, but i'm terrified to get expensive ones because mine are always travelling with me in my backpack and they get smashed up.)

okay, that's getting to be a long block of text. i'd just be clumsily recapping your whole fic back to you if i described everything i liked about this. the dialogue is fabulous and just right in tone (i love being in TV fandom, because i've got voices in my head to go with the words, if the words are written right), and the different ways that both of them react to the situation are just...yeah, i'm out of adjectives, here. but really. i'm sort of unearthly smitten with the scene in which Dean is figuring out if he can fly or not.

how many ♥ can i use before i start looking like a twelve year old? imagine a few rows of them here, probably in neon pink.
21st-Sep-2006 11:50 pm (UTC)
YAY! I'm so happysquee that you like it - it's all your fault, really. ♥ Honestly, I like writing things for you. So, there. Yes. :D

Jensen Ackles' really is intensely pretty, and I hadn't considered that it would be such a lovely fit but you're right. The mental pictures I'm getting are all so sweet and delicate. ♥

Thank you for that. I'm trying to not use little hearts everywhere too but it's hard because your comment is so lovely.

Writing them close like that is easy for me, and sometimes I wonder if I stray too far into overly!schmoopy territory. and sample lube! I really want to know where he got it, too. :D

I always break my headphones, too. I ended up buying a big set but getting an extra warranty on them - I honestly can't believe they've lasted this long. And I'm thinking of purchasing a backpack as well, my messenger bag is wearing down, alas. :)

That scene was the first to pop in my head, although I ended up writing it last. I'm so so so happy you like it. ♥♥♥ I kind of think you could suggest anything and I'd scribble it down. ♥
24th-Sep-2006 05:05 am (UTC)
*sigh* so...dreamy...
24th-Sep-2006 11:04 pm (UTC)
Awww. ♥

I'm happy you like it. :D
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