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11 February 2006 @ 11:59 pm
Supernatural Fic: An Evening's Entertainment  
Posted to sn_slash

Title: An Evening's Entertainment
Pairing/Characters: Dean/Sam
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: None
Summary: Dean flirts with waitresses but Sam is the one he takes home
Notes/Warnings: Read the disclaimer on my LJ

"That waitress was totally into you."

"Yeah, well chicks dig me, what can I say?"

Sam snorted and Dean glared at him as he unlocked the motel room door.

"I'm just saying, you could have brought her back here. I could have found a way to entertain myself for a few hours."

Once he and Sam were inside, Dean closed and locked the door then threw Sam against the wall, pressing against him and crushing their mouths together.

"Shut up about the waitress," Dean growled, snaking a hand down the front of Sam's jeans. "I can entertain myself just fine."

Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 12th, 2006 09:19 am (UTC)
This piece was written as a bonus birthday ficlet for beta red_tanger because her main fic, The Comforts of Home, wasn't finished in time. (Darn muse! She picked a lousy time to abandon me!)

This drabble is 100 words of Sam/Dean to hold her until the much longer Sam/Dean fic is done.

So, Happy Birthday red_tanger! Thanks for your patience and understanding.


Emma DeMarais
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Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 12th, 2006 11:33 am (UTC)
Yay! Was hoping you'd see it before I had to go to bed for the night!

/squishes Tanger/

I'm so glad you liked it! I'm so so sorry I couldn't get your big fic done on time.
/glares at muse who is pointedly ignoring her for the third day in a row/

I'd sing, but I doubt you'd hear me thousands of miles away. (And if you did you might cover your ears! LOL!)

Hoppas du har en underbar födelsedag!

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Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 12th, 2006 11:56 am (UTC)
Tack så mycket!


hope your muse stops ignoring you, we all miss and love her

From your keyboard to her ears... I feel so alone without her...

Karen: Supernaturalbyrons_brain on February 12th, 2006 01:12 pm (UTC)
::shudders:: I love aggressive Dean.
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 02:58 am (UTC)
Okay, but how do you feel about aggressive Sam?
/end hint/


Karen: Supernaturalbyrons_brain on February 16th, 2006 09:18 am (UTC)
::Thud:: oh yeah baby.... especially if he's going to tease Dean....

I think a strip tease is in order....
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 02:49 pm (UTC)
Oh, I don't see either of them as being patient enough for teasing in this fic. ;-)

Stripping is definitely going to happen, after all why wouldn't we want them naked?


Walking Liability: Brothersasemic on February 12th, 2006 03:35 pm (UTC)
Mmm. Possessive Dean.

:wibbly smile:
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 02:59 am (UTC)
And now the muse is cooking up Possessive!Sam...
(Thanks to you!) ;-)

melissimamelissima on February 14th, 2006 12:18 am (UTC)
So hot in so few words. Some happy day I will learn that trick. (Maybe reading this over and over will help?)
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 03:01 am (UTC)
Hey, I had to study poetry in college (writing it, not reading it) to learn economy of phrasing. At least once I learned it it stuck though...

melissimamelissima on February 16th, 2006 03:03 am (UTC)
I was on my way to becoming a serious poet by the time I was in college; too bad I let my father convince me it was useless.

I think I'll start practicing it again.
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 03:09 am (UTC)
I'd support you in that endeavor!

I'm considering doing some spoken word performances myself, so you should start going out to poetry slams to get your creative juices flowing.

To me, my father was useless and the poetry was great.

Go to, woman!

melissimamelissima on February 16th, 2006 03:17 am (UTC)
Hmm... always heard about slams, but never actually went. That's an inspired idea. Thanks!

*wanders off to look for poetry slams*
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 03:26 am (UTC)
Slams are a blast! People who think of poetry as just written words in dusty old books *seriously* need to go to a poetry slam.

Words have a palpable energy when spoken live and even if you go to just a reading instead of a slam, it's a vastly different experience (and a much more enjoyable one IMHO) than just sitting at home reading.

I'd love to go to the nationals at some point since I've enjoyed going to the local championships for years. We send some pretty kick ass poets on to the finals so I'm sure the quality at the national event is breathtaking.

Go, and have a good time!

melissimamelissima on February 16th, 2006 03:32 am (UTC)
Poetry is *so* not a printed medium. I don't even bother with it unless I can at least read out loud.

So, slams for me, I suppose. I'm intimidated by the idea of even going, but I'll most likely love it once I get there. (I have UofM about an hour away; If I remember correctly, there's a lot of poetry/lit stuff in Ann Arbor.)

It takes me a bit to get into the "space" for poetry (actually, it took me years to get started writing prose instead, so I suspect poetry will be elusive now. I haven't tried in a long time.)
Emma DeMarais: BlueEyeemmademarais on February 16th, 2006 03:43 am (UTC)
I wouldn't mind writing more poetry, but it doesn't seem to be my muse's milieu at the moment. I did write Tension and Release which is arguably poetry, but at least it's original and not fic. ;-)

Slams get me in the space for poetry. I've been trying to get the guts up to write two long spoken word pieces to perform, but it hasn't happened so far. When I'm ready...

Don't assume things take time though. Sometimes you just need a trigger and it just happens.

I didn't write fic for ages and then one day bam! I suddenly have a ton of fic and fiction on my hands.

Just remember, when you start to try? Put no pressure on yourself. Tell yourself you will do nothing with your initial attempts: no publishing, no sharing with others, no performing. Just do it for you to get the feel of it again. Pressure to do something with the output will only stifle the reemergence of your inner poet. :-)

Good luck!