And as far as I can tell Baby looks pretty much the same as last year’s SDCC edition, including the trunk.
(It seems the normal version is the muddy version and only the chase version is clean, so I pretend this is Baby from 11×04)
Sam comes with a little EMF-meter.
And it seems as he has grown compared to normal Sam, in height as well as hair. (Plus, as @elizabethrobertajones pointed out: eyebrows. It’s a thing now)
Oh gosh no this is perfect. Put him next to a regular Dean funko and they’ll look canon appropriate re: legs and heights! Since that’s the Dean body with a Sam head mushed on you got there 😀
Matt encounters a friend of Samandriel’s he never would have expected to meet, and then a giant of a man who he thinks he knows, or should know, but is sure he doesn’t.
Warnings: Part of this chapter deals with the unexpected death of a loved one due to illness/disease, and hospitalization.
Sam turned around quickly to face
his brother. Dean was leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed across
his chest. He wore the biggest smirk Sam had ever seen.
“Uh…I uh…”
“Yeah, yeah…keep thinking, I’m
sure you’ll come up with something.” He kept staring at Sam, not moving. Sam
was suddenly very uncomfortable.
“I was…looking…looking for
something I left out here, Dean.”
“uh-huh.” Dean just kept smiling.
Sam turned and pretended to look
for his lost item again. Dean rolled his eyes and uncrossed his arms, standing
up. He let out a heavy sigh.
“Give it up Sammy, I already know.”
“Know? Know what?” Sam tried to
hold back his worried expression, but the uncertainty in his voice was obvious.
“Dude, just come inside. I put it
in the fridge, ok? You can’t just leave things like that lying around for
hours. It’ll go bad, alright?”
Sam swallowed. “What?”
But Dean just disappeared inside.
Sam took a couple of deep breaths, knowing his secret had been discovered. Dean
was never ever going to let him live this down. He was going to be teased relentlessly.
He ran his hand over the back of his neck, his face red with embarrassment. But
he followed Dean inside anyway.
He walked back into the kitchen to
a surprise. Dean had fresh bacon cheeseburgers – and fries – sitting on the table.
“Dean, what’s this? How did you –“
“They really are so much better
right after they’re cooked, Sam. If you’re gonna do this, you’re gonna do
it right.”
“Did you make these?” Sam was stunned.
“Damn right I did.” Dean’s voice
was not teasing, but proud.
Sam shook his head, embarrassed. “I
really don’t…I mean it was just this one time. I wanted to try the whole bacon cheeseburger
thing.” He looked up at his brother, who was raising his eyebrows.
“I know your secret, Sam. This isn’t
the first burger you’ve hidden from me.”
Sam opened his mouth to protest
but Dean held up his hand.
“Sit down.” Dean’s voice was firm
but playful.” “Eat.”
Sam blushed and sat down, and cautiously
took a bite. The burger was delicious, and Sam closed his eyes, a small “mmmmm”
escaping his lips.
Dean laughed gently, his eyes
crinkling up as he smiled. He took a bite of his own burger, watching Sam eat.
“Listen. I know you have a…a
reputation, or whatever,” Dean said, waving his hand in the air. “But nothing
wrong with a burger every now and then.” Sam kept eating, keeping his eyes on
his brother, nodding.
“But because I like you,” Dean
pointed at Sam, poking him in the arm a few times, “and respect you…I’m gonna pretend
your little… ’guilty pleasure’ thing never even happened.”
Sam swallowed, his ears turning
pink. “Thanks, Dean, I…”
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 