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SPN Fic: Mehr Licht!

Title: Mehr Licht!
Author: Stone Princess
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: S/D
Rating: 13+
Category: Humour, Romance
Spoilers: none
Warnings: Well, they are brothers, and this is slash. You do the math.
Date: Oct 2005

Summary: Dean tries to give Sam something he's never had.

Disclaimer: I owe the creators of Supernatural a huge debt for giving me something wonderful to work with. I do not own or have any rights to the characters herewithin.

Note: Written for worstcasefic. Thanks to perryfinch for the fast and helpful beta. Any remaining mistakes are probably a result of my own haste and laziness (having both is like sucking and blowing...). This is for joyfulgirl41 cause I think sometimes she wants a break from my angst-fic.

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It was unlike anything Sam had ever seen. It was so bizarre as to be completely absurd. It occurred to him that maybe he should be scared, but the thought dissolved into laughter before he had time to really consider it.

"What?" Dean demanded, his eyes glinting dangerously.

Sam collapsed. His body couldn't support this level of mirth.

"It's just," Sam gasped, barely able to pull in breaths as the laughter flowed.

Dean glared from his position on the floor next to where Sam had fallen.

"It's just you've got Christmas lights all around your wrist, up your arm and," Sam nearly choked as a new round of laughter bubbled up, "and in your hair," he finally managed to spit out before the hilarity overtook him again.

"I was doing this for you," Dean grumbled, pulling on the light strand and dislodging it from his hair.

"For me?" Sam tried to focus on Dean's intensity and rein in the hysterical giddiness, knowing that that intensity could turn very bad very quickly.

Sam managed to keep it together, but the scene before him really was ridiculous: Dean crouched on the floor before a very large, very tangled heap of tiny holiday lights on green cord that seemed to be almost alive as it crawled up Dean's arm, twisting around his body.

"Um, those aren't plugged in, are they?"

Dean's hand froze on the length of cord he was currently tugging. He fixed Sam with such a withering stare that Sam's laughter almost broke through again.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Dean muttered and turned his attention back to the snarl on his arm.

Sam scooted over closer to Dean on the industrial grey carpet that every crappy motel seemed to have.

"Let me help. Did you find the end yet?" Sam reached into the pile at Dean's feet, feeling for the length stretching up into Dean's hands.

"It doesn't seem to have any ends. I think someone put a spell on it." Dean reached up as he spoke and pulled a strand that was threatening to wrap around his neck.

"A Gordian knot of Christmas lights?"

"Yeah, but if I use a sword, then the lights won't be very useful will they?"

"Wow, you'll be a scholar yet."

"Hey, just because I'm not a college boy doesn't mean I don't know things, smarty pants." Dean found the plug end of the strand and whipped Sam in the thigh with it.

"Ow!"

"Yeah, those smarty pants don't offer much protection, do they?"

Sam ignored the dig and reached for the end of the cord. He knew that was the key to unraveling it and that leaving Dean in control of it, well, probably wouldn't help them solve this any sooner. Following the cord back into the heap, Sam tried to pull out more slack, hoping the pile would just unravel, but after a few inches it stuck fast.

Dean bent down and tried to loosen it. "These are really knotted.”

"Well, I'm glad I could come help you figure that out before you got yourself all tangled, oh wait…"

Dean cut his eyes sideways at Sam, only turning his head a little.

"Careful, mister, my hands are free now."

But he didn't follow through with the threat, instead keeping his attention on the knots, loosening them carefully so as not to break any of the tiny bulbs. Sam began to carefully wind the cord in a long loop around his hand and elbow and Dean pulled out more and more slack as he untied each successive knot. It wasn't more then ten minutes before the whole pile was a heavy loop of carefully wrapped wire. Sam handed it over to Dean.

"Careful there," he cautioned, "you have to hold it right or it will come alive and wrap right around."

"Yeah. Get out."

"Dude, I was just kidding. Lighten up."

"No, really, get out. Let me finish what I was doing."

"What exactly where you doing, anyway?" Sam tried not to remember the scene he'd walked in on. Dean really would kick him out if started laughing like that again and he didn't relish the idea of sleeping in the car.

"You'll see. Now go."

Sam shrugged and left the room, giving Dean only a brief glance as he closed the door. Dean was so focused on the cord in his hands that he didn’t even look up to watch Sam go.

There was a coffee shop around the corner and Sam bought a paper and settled in at the counter. Whatever was going on, it was probably going to be a long night.

****

It took almost two hours to read every single thing in the entire paper. Sam was more tired than he should have been after drinking all that coffee. Looking down at his hands as he left, he regretted that he hadn't brought his laptop. Online newspapers didn't turn your hands grimy black.

The motel parking lot gravel crunched under Sam's boots as he crossed to the door of Room 9. The lights inside didn't seem to be on and Sam wondered if Dean had given up on whatever foolishness he'd been attempting and had gone to sleep.

Reaching to turn the doorknob, Sam paused for a second, wondering if he should knock. It's my room too, he thought stubbornly as he pushed the door open.

Sam slowly closed the door behind him as he stared around wonderingly at the fairyland inside this dingy motel room. The walls and ceiling sparkled with hundreds of tiny silver lights. A tiny tree on the table in the corner filled the room with a fresh woodsy pine smell. There were even some lumps that looked almost like wrapped packages under the little tree.

"Come here," Dean said. Sam turned to see Dean sprawled across the bed, hands tucked behind his head and a self-satisfied smile playing over his lips.

Sam kicked off his boots, glad they were loosely laced.

"What's this?" he asked, stripping off his shirts and stretching next to Dean on the bed.

"Christmas." Dean smiled and reached for Sam's hand.

"Christmas was three weeks ago." Sam squeezed Dean's hand.

"I know, but then we were busy with that poltergeist in North Hampton and I just got to thinking about how you've never really had a Christmas and I thought you should have at least one."

Sam laughed. "That's the mushiest thing I've ever heard!"

"Do you have to ruin the moment?"

"Well, yeah."

"That's my boy." Dean laughed and pressed his face into Sam's hair. Sam tightened his fingers around Dean's and worried a little at what might be in those lumpy packages under the tree.

"Hey, Sammy." Dean reached over to the bedside table.

"Yeah?"

"I've got one strand of lights left and I know something we can do with them."

"Something we can..." Sam stopped as Dean grabbed his wrist and pulled it up over his head and began to twine something around it. "Dean!"

"Come on, it'll be fun."

The kiss was a sweet invitation, but Sam could still feel Dean's laughter in it.

~finis~

Worst case scenario: How to Untangle Christmas Lights.
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Comments

( 47 comments — Leave a comment )
joyfulgirl41
Oct. 15th, 2005 08:27 am (UTC)
Awwwwww!!! Eeeeeeeeee!!! They're so cute!!! Awwww!

Much like a compliment from a drag queen, this story fills me with glee!!

Poor Dean, trying to do something nice and getting eaten by evil Christmas lights! Sam should definitely make it up to him. *g*

I love it! *glomps*
stone_princess
Oct. 15th, 2005 02:13 pm (UTC)
Yay!! OMG, as good as drang queen compliment? *is giddy with praise*
bassgrrl
Oct. 15th, 2005 12:09 pm (UTC)
That was sooooo damned cute!
stone_princess
Oct. 15th, 2005 02:14 pm (UTC)
Being sucked to the dark side, are you?
bassgrrl
Oct. 16th, 2005 01:16 am (UTC)
nope! never! can't make me! *runs away* hee hee
rockcandy
Oct. 15th, 2005 02:20 pm (UTC)
"Christmas was three weeks ago." Sam squeezed Dean's hand.

"I know, but then we were busy with that poltergeist in North Hampton and I just got to thinking about how you've never really had a Christmas and I thought you should have at least one."

Whoa, the cuteness of the boys has killed. *is dead by way of Wincest*
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:40 am (UTC)
Wincest? *dies* OMG so funny, that's perfect!!! I'm glad you liked it, but please don't die! How can enjoy more of the boys is you're dead? Unless, wait, is that what they have in heaven? Lots of Winchesters brothers?
rockcandy
Oct. 16th, 2005 10:38 am (UTC)
Unless, wait, is that what they have in heaven? Lots of Winchesters brothers?

How does it feel to have unlocked the secrets of death. Now we know for sure. The afterlife is filled with boys from the WB.
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 02:11 pm (UTC)
Clark and Lex too? Squeeee!
serafina20
Oct. 15th, 2005 02:55 pm (UTC)
OMG inscest!

Cool.
And they were so cute. Tanks for sharing. :)
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:43 am (UTC)
Thanks for reading! I'm glad you liked it!! Whee!
mahaliem
Oct. 15th, 2005 03:50 pm (UTC)
"That's the mushiest thing I've ever heard!"

"Do you have to ruin the moment?"


I adore this. Wonderful!
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:45 am (UTC)
Huzzah!! I had fun writing it and I'm tickled ot see people likin' it!!
luvmax1
Oct. 15th, 2005 04:36 pm (UTC)
That was kind of sweet. I liked the teasing between the brothers, as well as...well, the dirty wrong stuff, too.
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:45 am (UTC)
It's okay to like the dirtywrong. *wink*
luvmax1
Oct. 16th, 2005 04:04 pm (UTC)
I never liked the dirty wrong, until I started reading SUpernatural fic. But their the only two characters, who else are you going to slash?
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 04:07 pm (UTC)
Well, you could just not slash it, but where's the fun in that?
luvmax1
Oct. 16th, 2005 04:09 pm (UTC)
Absolutely. I can't even imagine living in a world without slash!
lorij
Oct. 15th, 2005 05:34 pm (UTC)
Awww. Cute! And Dean all tangled up in lights...yum, hehe.
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:46 am (UTC)
I know! Hee! I have an image of him there on the floor, all tanlged up and Sam plugs the lights in highlighting Dean's scowl. Hee hee.
burningchaos
Oct. 15th, 2005 07:11 pm (UTC)
I like this, also clever use of lights....
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:38 am (UTC)
Why thank you!!! :)
picara
Oct. 15th, 2005 11:43 pm (UTC)
Aww. They're so adorable. Lovely. And you can't end it there, woman! What happens next? *g*
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:32 am (UTC)
You'll have to imagine the rest. But, shh, don't tell any one, there is something of a series here, or at least some companion pieces coming. :) I'm glad you liked it!
supergrover24
Oct. 16th, 2005 12:56 am (UTC)
So cute and yet so EVIL all at the same time.
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 05:33 am (UTC)
It's good evil though. You like it.
rhiannonhero
Oct. 16th, 2005 04:24 pm (UTC)
Oh my! Incest! But that's so sweet! Sweet incest! ;) I'm guessing they give off incesty vibes on the show? Yay for the sweet incest!
stone_princess
Oct. 16th, 2005 04:51 pm (UTC)
Well, they are the only main characters on the show and they spend most of their time in a car or in motel rooms together sharing witty banter and life threatening situations. It's pretty hard for it not to be slashy. It's sort of like Boondock Saints but with ghosts instead of bad guys.
scribblinlenore
Oct. 16th, 2005 11:38 pm (UTC)
Awwwww! They're so sweet in that way only brothers who want to do each other can be. :)

Love the last line!
joyfulgirl41
Oct. 17th, 2005 04:36 pm (UTC)
They're so sweet in that way only brothers who want to do each other can be. :)

OMG! Best. Feedback. Ever!

*dies*
scribblinlenore
Oct. 17th, 2005 04:52 pm (UTC)
*takes a bow*

*giggles*

Btw, I saved your story to read at lunch today, and that's only about ten minutes away. Yay!

stone_princess
Oct. 18th, 2005 05:22 am (UTC)
I'm glad you liked it! They are so sweet in that dirty dirty dirty way!! Wheee! Wincest!
autumnyte
Oct. 22nd, 2005 05:48 pm (UTC)
Squeee!!! So sweet. Eeeee!!

stone_princess
Oct. 24th, 2005 05:29 am (UTC)
That Dean, he can be so sweet when he isn't being a smirky, snarky pain in the ass.
staceey
Oct. 25th, 2005 09:03 pm (UTC)
This is completely and utterly adorable! I love it. =D
stone_princess
Oct. 26th, 2005 05:37 pm (UTC)
Thanks!!! I'm glad you liked it. It was fun to write!!
le_wicked
Oct. 30th, 2005 09:02 am (UTC)
"Hey, just because I'm not a college boy doesn't mean I don't know things, smarty pants." Dean found the plug end of the strand and whipped Sam in the thigh with it.

"Ow!"

"Yeah, those smarty pants don't offer much protection, do they?"


XD Brilliant. This is such a sweet fic! < despite being obsessed with all your fics >
stone_princess
Oct. 30th, 2005 03:22 pm (UTC)
Yay! I'm glad you liked it! The "smarty pants" thing cracked me up, I'm so gratified someone else liked it!!
jdsampson
Dec. 24th, 2005 09:13 pm (UTC)
Here's what's no fair about LJ - when I'm reading the slider thingee on the right says there is SOOO much more story to come only to find out that the story is over and those are just comments below!!!

I want more story!!! You stopped at the good part. Actually, Sam walking into this fairyland was the good part. Nice job.
stone_princess
Jan. 1st, 2006 09:01 pm (UTC)
Thanks!!! I don't think I could actually write Xmas light porn. Too much technical crap to worry about. But I'm sure one of them will get tied up sooner or later in one of my fics!
belleimani
Dec. 25th, 2005 04:57 am (UTC)
Hee!
Cutest. Thing. Evah.
stone_princess
Jan. 1st, 2006 08:26 pm (UTC)
Thanks!!!
belleimani
Jan. 2nd, 2006 12:21 am (UTC)
You're welcome!
cosmic
Dec. 25th, 2005 09:12 am (UTC)
Awwwwwwww!
stone_princess
Jan. 1st, 2006 08:27 pm (UTC)
Aren't they just the cutest!!!
potthead
Dec. 31st, 2005 06:35 am (UTC)
Oh, the fluff!! Absolutely lovely! ♥
stone_princess
Jan. 1st, 2006 07:17 pm (UTC)
Thanks!!!
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