Title: E/O Challenge - Carnival

Author: Laedie Duske

Disclaimer: I own nothing - I'd sell my soul for a long weekend of rubbing Dean's stomach, though.

Word Count: 100 exactly

Featured Word(s): Tilt - no spoilers. Mainegirlwrites is having a birthday, she'd like to see some fainting or unconscious Sammy.

Warnings: None

A/N: Happy Birthday to Mainegirlwrites, from one Maine (Dean) girl to a Maine (Sam) girl! I hope this works for you!

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"Feels like m'on a tilt-a-whirl," Sam mumbled.

"Prob'ly 'cuz your ferris wheel is broken." Dean couldn't suppress a flinch as he pressed his balled-up flannel against the gash in his brother's head. "C'mon, up you go man."

Bracing himself, Dean practically lifted his Sasquatch to his feet with a grunt from Dean and a low moan from Sam. One arm slung tight around his brother's shoulders, Dean stood still for a moment while Sam reoriented himself to being upright.

Three steps later Sam managed a weak Dean? before his knees buckled. Dean was there to catch his Sammy, like always.