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Now that we’ve had our share of pet peeves it’s time to Forgive and Forget

Is your character holding a grudge? Now the time to have them let it go. Give forgiveness or let them receive it. Or give them Amnesia whatever floats your boat.

But remember:

No more than 5 prompts in a row, and no more than 3 prompts per fandom. If one of your prompts is answered, you can prompt again.

No spoilers in your prompts for at least one week after publication/air date. If there are spoilers in your story, you must warn in bold and leave at least 3 spaces.

And use the correct formatting. Examples:

Being Human, Goerge/Mitchell, After a full moon George feels guilty and Mitchell helps him forgive himself

Marvel, Deadpool/author's choice, It's all in the past....right?

Being Human/Torchwood, Jack/Mitchell, “Did you forget me so soon?”

[theme tag = "ForgiveForget"]

Date: 2009-10-14 08:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com
(Dean is hit with a spell where he forgets any information about what Sam looks like, and he forgets again every few seconds.)

Dean was late.

And Sam was worried -- ever since that spell, even a little late made Sam worry.

There was the time Dean went up to the elderly cop, and said, "Hey, Sammy! Hold my shotgun. Wait - you are Sammy, right?"

And then there was the time he had gestured at the burly man at the jukebox, Dean giving a headtilt and saying, "Let's go." Dean had freaked out when the man started calling him a 'cockslut' and opening Dean's fly, but Sam had gotten there in time to inform him that his brother Dean was just a bit confused and that maybe burlydude should try his luck with someone else . And Dean had just said, "Well, of course I thought he was you, why else would he leave with me just 'cuz I told him to? Wait, this time you ARE Sam, aren't you?"

So now Dean was late and Sam was worried, and Sam was about to kick himself for not keeping a closer eye on him when his phone rang, and -to Sam's great relief - it was from Dean.

"Hey, Sammy! So... I'm with you right now, right?"

"What?"

"You're here. In front of me. Right?"

"No! Dean, where are you?"

"I'm with someone named Sam. At least they say their name is Sam. Maybe it's a different."

"That's NOT me, Dean. Get out of there!"

"Sammy?"

"Yeah?" Sam answered anxiously.

"You're sure you're not with me right now? Because, I gotta tell you, you're awesome."

"Um, great. Dean, where exactly are you?"

"Hey, Sammy? Do you have boobs?"

"What? No!"

"Oh. Well, then this is definitely not you. That's good. It'd be weird for me to stare at my brother's boobs."

"Yeah."

"Though, seriously, Sammy, you have a really spectacular rack."

"That's not me- just tell me where you are Dean!!!"

Date: 2009-10-14 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] keitorin.livejournal.com
ROFL, that was hilarious! Made of pure win. *__*

Date: 2009-10-22 11:21 pm (UTC)

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