Fic: Lost Boys
Sep. 26th, 2012 02:53 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
WHAT WHAT WHAT AM I DOING
Title: Lost Boys
Rating: PG-13?
Pairings/Characters: Sam, Dean, OC, hint o' John.
Words: ~4,341
Spoilers: None a'tall.
Warnings: Vague insinuations of child abuse and neglect.
Summary: Your big moment arrives, and it's not really how you pictured it.
Neurotic author's notes: Oh, god, I don't even like this, but it was sitting around as an unused bit for "Variations on a Theme" and today I finished it instead of reading third century Rabbinic literature, and now it's 2:30 am and I can't sleep on account of this bloody cold, so here, have possibly terrible fic! But hey, I got to stick a reference to HoJo's in there. Remember HoJo's? Anyways, this is my take what Sam and Dean must have looked like to their teachers and whatnot, and a little nod to how hard it can be, when you work with kids, to not know exactly how to help then. Also this might be awful. Blargh.
More notes: The title is the least original thing I have ever done.
One more! The cut text is from, what else, J.M. Barrie's Peter Pan.
At once the lost boys—but where are they? They are no longer there. Rabbits could not have disappeared more quickly.
Title: Lost Boys
Rating: PG-13?
Pairings/Characters: Sam, Dean, OC, hint o' John.
Words: ~4,341
Spoilers: None a'tall.
Warnings: Vague insinuations of child abuse and neglect.
Summary: Your big moment arrives, and it's not really how you pictured it.
Neurotic author's notes: Oh, god, I don't even like this, but it was sitting around as an unused bit for "Variations on a Theme" and today I finished it instead of reading third century Rabbinic literature, and now it's 2:30 am and I can't sleep on account of this bloody cold, so here, have possibly terrible fic! But hey, I got to stick a reference to HoJo's in there. Remember HoJo's? Anyways, this is my take what Sam and Dean must have looked like to their teachers and whatnot, and a little nod to how hard it can be, when you work with kids, to not know exactly how to help then. Also this might be awful. Blargh.
More notes: The title is the least original thing I have ever done.
One more! The cut text is from, what else, J.M. Barrie's Peter Pan.
At once the lost boys—but where are they? They are no longer there. Rabbits could not have disappeared more quickly.