A mad lib one shot - The Battle For The Sprinkler

[amberdreams]

Inspired by spn_bunker and carafindel's mad libs I thought I'd try the drabble-o-matic again. This is what I got. I'm so childish this made me cry laughing.
Please, do try a few of your own!

The Battle For The Sprinkler

Under the bed, Dean swung his sprinkler. He had been busy with the sprinkler for hours and now wanted nothing more than a superb cuddle or a soft massage from his lover Sam.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his scintilating Sam appeared at the door, grinning silently.

"Put down the sprinkler," Sam said cleverly. "Unless you want me to swing that sprinkler on your pinkie finger."

Dean put down the sprinkler. He was squishy. He had never seen Sam so demonic before and it made him sorrowful.

Sam picked up the sprinkler, then withdrew a book from his elbow. "Don't be so squishy," Sam said with a demonic grimace. "A hedgehog bit my winkle this morning, and everything became hard. Now with this sprinkler and this book I can cleverly rule the world!"

Dean clutched his blue winkle gracefully. This was his lover, his scintilating Sam, now staring at him with a demonic elbow.

"Fight it!" Dean shouted. "The hedgehog just wants the sprinkler for his own scintilating devices! He doesn't love you, not the superb way I do!"

Dean could see Sam trembling gracefully. Dean reached out his pinkie finger and touched Sam's elbow cleverly. He was scintilating, so scintilating, but he knew only his blue love for Sam would break the hedgehog's spell.

Sure enough, Sam dropped the sprinkler with a thunk. "Oh, Dean," he squealed. "I'm so superb, can you ever forgive me?"

But Dean had already moved under the bed. Like the fire you light to keep away the wild beasts at night, he pressed his pinkie finger into Sam's elbow. And as they fell together in a hard fit of love, the sprinkler lay on the floor, sorrowful and forgotten.

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[anactoria.livejournal.com]

I love it when someone reminds me of the drabble-o-matic. Maybe I'm a child too, but it never stops being fun. ;)

The Apocalyptic Terror Of The Snow

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Poncho Guy and Mickey went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Poncho Guy hit Mickey in his eyebrow with a big plaid iceball. It hurt a lot, but Poncho Guy kissed it inconveniently and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really salty snow man!" Poncho Guy said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Mickey said. "That would be more scary and politically correct."

"I know," Poncho Guy said. "We can make a snow hellhound. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up stickily and made a dysfunctional snow hellhound. Poncho Guy put on a pie for the navel. The hellhound was almost as big as Mickey.

"It looks phallic," Poncho Guy said predictably. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Mickey said and held up a not natural wig. "I found this in a devil's trap." He put the wig onto the hellhound's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the hellhound, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a sulfurous exhalation from the bowels of Hell.

Mickey screamed evilly and ran but the snow hellhound chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow hellhound ganked him self-referentially.

"Nobody does that to my little Germy Poncho," Poncho Guy screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow hellhound through the chin. It fell down and Poncho Guy kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Mickey said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The wig lay in the yard until a celestial child picked it up and took it home.

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

Looks like Mickey has the self regenerating properties of a Winchester!! LOL!!!

[gorkonelka.livejournal.com]

hellhound with a wig? :D :D :D omg

A milky white fit of love!

[caranfindel.livejournal.com]

I think you just volunteered for next week's WoL...

The Battle For The Wheelbarrow

In the Impala, Sam Licked his Wheelbarrow. He had been busy with the Wheelbarrow for hours and now wanted nothing more than a Putrid cuddle or a Supercharged massage from his lover Jody.

He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his Sturdy Jody appeared at the door, grinning Angrily.

"Put down the Wheelbarrow," Jody said Slowly. "Unless you want me to Lick that Wheelbarrow on your Neck."

Sam put down the Wheelbarrow. He was Tender. He had never seen Jody so Soft before and it made him Sweaty.

Jody picked up the Wheelbarrow, then withdrew a Shotgun from her Lip. "Don't be so Tender," Jody said with a Soft grimace. "A Hound bit my Ear this morning, and everything became Milky-white. Now with this Wheelbarrow and this Shotgun I can Slowly rule the world!"

Sam clutched his Vibrating Ear Casually. This was his lover, his Sturdy Jody, now staring at him with a Soft Lip.

"Fight it!" Sam shouted. "The Hound just wants the Wheelbarrow for his own Sturdy devices! He doesn't love you, not the Putrid way I do!"

Sam could see Jody trembling Casually. Sam reached out his Neck and touched Jody's Lip Slowly. He was Sturdy, so Sturdy, but he knew only his Vibrating love for Jody would break the Hound's spell.

Sure enough, Jody dropped the Wheelbarrow with a thunk. "Oh, Sam," she squealed. "I'm so Putrid, can you ever forgive me?"

But Sam had already moved In the Impala. Like a garbage bag full,of chunky soup being tossed out of a third floor window, he pressed his Neck into Jody's Lip. And as they fell together in a Milky-white fit of love, the Wheelbarrow lay on the floor, Sweaty and forgotten.

Re: A milky white fit of love!

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

Everything makes Sam sweaty! Even in mad libs!

[runedgirl.livejournal.com]

Omg this totally cracked me up. Especially the "Oh Dean, I'm so superb, can you ever forgive me?" hehehe

I love madlibs :)

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

Me too, it's that line between the sublime and the ridiculous... :D

[milly-gal.livejournal.com]

*cries laughing* it's been so long since I used the Drabble-o-Matic :D *giggles* "Fight it!" Dean shouted. "The hedgehog just wants the sprinkler for his own scintillating devices! He doesn't love you, not the superb way I do!" *GIGGLES*


Here's mine!


I Saw Dean Kissing Santa Claus

Sam woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one exotic box that looked like a horn.

Then Sam noticed that Dean was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.

Sam thought that he would surprise Dean. Maybe even sneak up behind him and lick him on his delightful eye. That always made Dean enchanting.

Sam crept extravagantly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its dazzling lights, and the presents, heaped up gracefully, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Dean. Kissing someone.

Sam was so angry, he picked up a mask from a table and threw it effortlessly, under the sun.

They both looked around.

"Dean, you exuberant velociraptor!" Sam yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Sam looked and then rubbed his lip and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Dean said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a gleaming kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Sam said girlishly,. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be gigantic."

That seemed reasonable. Sam went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, like a shining beacon, lighting the way for all who see it. He made Sam's foot feel all delirious.

"You see?" Dean said eagerly, and Sam saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

Ha ha ha I actually reposted and took down the Hedgehog one because the 2nd one was better.
Yours almost works normally until we get to the exuberant velociraptor and then it goes nuts! LOL

[milly-gal.livejournal.com]

I think mine is a little more porny than most but that would be because I kinds tried to get it porny ;)

[madebyme-x.livejournal.com]

This tickled me pink - hilarious!!!

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

Me too - it's so much fun!

[gorkonelka.livejournal.com]

I love you so much. This is a first time I´m trying such a thingy.
I was dead by laughing so much :D Thank you

The Horny Stranger

The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Dean strode along the path, making for Kinky Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, he carried the Hard Underwear, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Thumb.

A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave him warning and he drew his handsome finger just in time to face the deep man who flew at him with such grace that he was almost dazzled.

The man struck extremely, and Dean barely raised his finger to meet the attack. They fought long and internationally until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.

At last, Dean found himself forced to one knee, the man's finger pressed to his big eye. "I am Sam of Kinky Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Hard Underwear. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you on the ceiling."

But Dean had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up his finger with a twist, overpowered Sam and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Dean said, looking down upon him.

Sam's nipple shimmered Common sence is like deodorant, the people who need it most - don´t use it.. "I have underestimated you, Dean. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."

Dean's desire was enflamed. His eye throbbed and all his thoughts were to poke Sam like a squirel. Dean caressed Sam's creepy nipple and he responded. They came together loudly, and their joining was as fluffy as their battle, and also much louder.

"Ah, my sweet popsicle!" Dean groaned and licked Sam as suddenly as he could.

"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"

"Oh," Dean said. "That's where I put the Hard Underwear for safekeeping. Sorry."

When they had finished their romp, they drowsed fondly on the grass, forgetful of all but their silky love. "We will stay together forever," Sam said, and they began all over again.

And so it was that the Wizard Thumb never got the Hard Underwear and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.

[amberdreams.livejournal.com]

It's so ridiculous and you just can't help laughing - I mean how could you not love "Ah, my sweet popsicle!" Dean groaned and licked Sam as suddenly as he could."?