Remember when I said that if, at the end of the season, Sam and Dean were broken that I would have to fix them? Apparently it also works the other way, and I kinda hate myself for it. Laura is going to completely kill/refuse to speak to me every again.

In an effort to, you know, not do that, I was going through and organizing my email for as far back as, like, late 2005? I don't know, something crazy like that. I'm pretty sure it was season one of SPN, at any rate, before there was all the heartbreak, and drama, and Winchester deaths, and hell.

I found this ficlet thing I wrote and never posted. I'd sent it to luzdeestrellas way before she was even willing to considering watching SPN. It's not deep, or meaningful, or anything, it just makes me go, "Aw, boys, you used to be so much different ::sniffles::"

Anyway, not with current canon, untitled, just under 1700 words, unbetaed, thing I wrote so long ago I had completely forgotten about it:

( Boys being boys )