Challenge Word: Dust

Title: Breakfast Run Summary: E/O Challenge: Dust. Food and women. And a bit of brotherly banter.

A blast of frigid air accompanied Dean as he entered the motel room and dropped a paper bag on the table in front of Sam.

"Here's your bran muffin, princess."

Sam pointed at the white powder dusting Dean's mouth. "What's that?"

Dean wiped his fingers over his mouth and smirked lustily. "Nell's famous powdered donuts."

"Oh, really? Blond or brunette?"

"Silver, actually. She's more your type. Dude, we should totally go back! Flash her your sad puppy eyes and the old broad'll probably give us a whole pie." Dean ducked, laughing heartily, as a bran muffin flew at his head.