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Part 12 of Even More SPN Ficlets, Drabbles, and Fills
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Home Movie

Summary:

Sam has an idea for how to celebrate after wrapping up a case.

Notes:

For the prompt: The whole thing had serious Creature from the Black Lagoon vibes.

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They’d been on the case for two days and it kept getting weirder. The witnesses all had wacky stories, even for the stories they usually heard from witnesses. The evidence left at the crime scenes was almost too perfect. The whole thing had serious Creature from the Black Lagoon vibes.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Sam asked Dean as they examined the odd, giant footprints.

“Movie theater nerd?” Dean posited.

“Movie theater nerd,” Sam agreed.

Later, when they’d gone to the theater and taken down the true monster of the week, a geek dabbling in the dark arts to get his own derivative creature feature made, Dean helped himself to candy at the concession stand, stuffing his pockets with Junior Mints and Sno-Caps. “This sucks. They don’t have any actually good candy.”

“Grab me some popcorn, would you?”

“You wanna have a movie night?” Dean asked, waggling his eyebrows. “They have pay-per-view at the motel.”

“Or we could make a movie of our own,” Sam said, voicing something that had been on his mind for a while. He’d always wondered what they looked like when they were doing…stuff. He had a stand for his phone they could use, the hunt hadn’t banged them up too badly, and the motel they were staying in wasn’t completely disgusting.

“Like, a dirty movie?” Dean sounded excited.

Sam rolled his eyes fondly. “Yes, Dean, like a dirty movie.”

“So, do you wanna be the plumber who comes to fix my pipes? Or a co-ed who needs some tutoring from his hot professor? Or how about the maid who interrupts some ‘me time,’ or—”

“Let’s keep it simple—how about brothers fucking in a motel room?” Sam said.

Dean rubbed his hands together. “Incest porn—ooh, that’s kinky, Sammy.”

Sam stared at his brother nonplussed until Dean realized what he'd just said and tried to cover. “I mean—sure. Let’s start with what we know, right?”

“My thoughts exactly.”