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Sam woke up from a daze and found himself in an unfamiliar landscape. His vision was clearing up as well as the smoke that surrounded him. All of a sudden he heard thunder, he had to cover his ears how loud it was, but the thunder kept going into a rhythm. Next thing he knows he hears his name like an explosion. "Sammy!" Dean called out to his little brother. "Sammy, are you there?" It didn't take long for Sam to know what happened, the stupid demon shrunk him. Dean walks over to where Sam was last seen and doesn't see him; he stands there totally baffled on where his brother could be. Sam's emotion immediately went from confusion to fear when he noticed two giant black Caterpillar Akon boots. Sam was frozen in fear that his protective big brother was about to stomp him like an ant. All could do was close his eyes and wait for a reaper to claim him. Then instantly the thunder stopped, Sam opened his eyes and saw one of Dean's dirty boots right in front of his face. The stench from Dean’s gigantic feet was seeping through his old boots. "Oh god dean, when was the last time you showered?" as Sam rose his hands to cover his nose. Next thing he had to do was grab his big bro's attention. "Dean! Dean, down here! Look down!" but it was no use Dean was still standing there pondering where Sam could be. "Shit! Now what? He might wonder the house and leave me here or worst crush me..." Sam had to think quickly of what to do next and he can only of one option that he was probably going to regret.... He was going to hitch a ride on the Dean Express... It's a good thing that Sam is a good jumper with all that practice chasing monsters over tall fences. The reason why this is important is because the top of the toe of Dean's boot is a little over his head, so guessed to be about 6 centimeters. So he took a few steps back for a running start and took a huge leap onto Dean's size 10 boot. Sam went straight for the laces and hung on for dear life for what was about to occur.
“Dammit Sammy, where the hell did you go?” Dean said as he scratched his head. “I hope you went back to the hotel bro… I’m supposed to protect you man.” As Dean was talking to himself Sam was on his rank foot hearing the worry in Dean’s voice. He never knew how much Dean truly cared for him. The moment was interrupted when Dean started taking his first step forward towards the car. A rush of air pressed towards Sam’s face as Dean’s foot rose and Sam had to keep as tight grip when it descended. This rhythmic motion of Dean’s feet went continuously until he reached his car. Sam was about to get motion sickness if Dean didn’t stop when he did, the car was a good breather so to speak. “What should my next move be, I can’t be on Dean’s foot forever….. I need to get his attention somehow. Well, common sense tells me I should shoot for the ear for Dean to hear me call for help.” Sam was muttering under his breath. Sam decided to venture upward while he had the chance even though Dean is a good 180 feet tall now. From the laces of Dean’s boot Sam used them as ropes to climb up to something sopping wet. At first glance it looked like a web of tangled wet string but looking at it as a whole Sam didn’t like where he was. Sam found himself soaking in Dean’s sock and sadly it was drenched in Dean’s man sweat. “Good lord Dean, do you ever take these socks off, I’m going to pass out from the odor!” Just then Dean rode over a nasty pot hole on the road. “Fucking Christ, people need to fix the god damn road! “ Dean said looking back at the road in the rear view mirror. Sam was pushed into the outer layer of Dean’s sock and became stuck in the web of sweaty fabric. “Great! Now I’m stuck and I smell like a gym locker room!” Sam struggled to free himself but it only made it worse, now all he can do is wait and watch the events unfold listening and watching everything that occurs around him.
Dean drove back to the hotel and rushed inside the room hoping to find Sam there. “Sammy, yo Sammy, you in here bro? Answer me man!” But there was no response. This made Dean worry about his little brother even more. “What do I do now? I have no idea where Sammy is and I have no idea where to start looking.” Dean whispered to himself as he paced around the room, all the while Sam is feeling guilty making his big bro worried and nauseous from a mixture of Dean’s pacing and sock sweat stink. Then thought of contacting their great friend Booby Singer, maybe he would know what to do. Dean went in his duffle bag and ruffled through to find his cell and dialed Bobby’s number. “Hey Bobby, you haven’t heard from Sammy have you?” Dean asked worried. “No boy I can’t say I have something the matter with Sam?” “We went out on a hunt and he disappeared after the demon muttered something in Latin and I can’t locate him anywhere, I’m starting to worry and I don’t know if he is safe.” “Whoa slow down you igit and grow a pair, Sam is fine he has been in worse situations. Just try to relax and calm down and we will search for him in the morning, good night.” Bobby then clicked on Dean and Dean threw his phone on the dresser with frustration. It was that Dean was alone is a hotel room with nothing to do. “What the hell I’m I suppose to do until morning, not even tired yet.” Dean sits on the foot of the bed and ponders what to do next.
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