I've Got My Hands Up So Take Your Aim

Title: Twinkies, and Pizza, and Red Ropes, Oh My!
Rating: R - language and barely-sex
Summary: They've been together five years now, friends for a total of ten, but there are still some things they can't agree on.
Notes: Um, lame, but I made a minor change to the title. And, uh, apologies to the 'kid' in here for making him a delinquent. This wasn't supposed to be angsty, so MOAR apologies. But I still think it's golden. Part of the Animal 'Verse, but it's not pertinent you read that (except that it's awesome so you totally should). Posting in its entirety for those who are new to the story.

( Twinkies, and Pizza, and Red Ropes, Oh My! )

( And for those who read yesterday, the second half )

So, good news, bad news kinda night. In a series of unfortunate events, Richard Dreyfus has once again ruined my night. Long story short, he's in town for a mini film festival and last night he told the crowd that we're not preparing our children in knowing enough about civics and we're all going to hell for it. Tonight he said the internet will either "Save our souls or send us straight to hell." So, yeah. He's a pompous jackass, who obviously likes to hear himself talk and talk and talk. He didn't answer a single question asked of him and instead talked about a subject that was barely relative to whatever was asked. As such, we were stuck at the movie theater until 11:30, when I thought we'd be done at 10. My evening plans of hanging with good friends, watching UFC, and drinking, were all foiled since we didn't get home until midnight and I wasn't going to drive out then when everyone was already drunk.

GOOD NEWS! This is really for you. Because while Richard Dreyfus has ruined my evening, he's blessed yours by making me stay in and write.

---

Title: Handle With Care
Words: ~1,300
Rating: PGish
Summary: Wherein Jensen does Jared a solid and encourages baby animals.
Notes: Because it was requested by cherrymmm

( MOAR BABY ANIMALS! This will never get old, I’m sure. )

For timehasa_way!!

1,700 words

( My Hands Will Heal Your Wounds: Wherein the boys stay in a cabin, get drunk, and then have to deal with yet another animal )

Title: I’ve Got You in the Palm of My Hand
Words: ~2,000
Rating: R – bad words because my boys like to swear
Warnings: MOAR MOAR MOAR schmoop with animals? That still sounds dirty.
Summary: They jog across the street, but then watch as Harley darts down the grass with Jared following, yanking on the chain, and yelling. And that’s when Jensen sees the fluff of white and brown hop its wee body across a nearby lawn.
Notes: Don’t say I never gave you anything.

( By request )

Hey! Remember when I said no posting until the epic is done? Yeah, I’m a damned dirty liar, apparently. Hope this does you well, so you’ll all forgive me lying in your face.

Title: The Things That Fit in My Hand
Words: ~1,000
Rating: R – bad words because my boys, Jared namely, like to swear
Warnings: Schmoop with animals? That sounds so dirty.
Summary: This one day, this particularly sunny day, he absolutely loves being a celebrity. Because the zoologists are tripping over their tongues and grinning and eating up his huge charming nature. And they’re letting him go behind the official-looking fence at the petting zoo and look at the little baby farm animals.

Notes: Oh Jesus, so lazy_daze posts links to THESE ADORABLE PICS, then she mentions her mind seeing “big schmoo Sammy petting and holding that tiny soft piglet in his haaaands,” and then I say that needs to be written, AND THEN karabou insists it needs to exist. And well, here we are. (FML I'm thinking of making this a verse)

( Hint: It’s not just an animal )