Well, no, actually I am sorry, but I think I might be addicted. People keep posting their drabble-matics and then I have to return to the site and do another one, and now I think I've pulled a muscle in my stomach from laughing so much. So yeah, here's another.

Shocking Lang Syne

Sam sipped quickly at his drink and stood behind a shocking sausage. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel glorious and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how swarthy his toe nail got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Sam knew very well why he was at the party: to see Dean.

Ah, Dean. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his electrifying finger made Sam's heart beat like a randy stallion, ready to find a mate.

But tonight everyone was masked. Sam peered rashly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Dean. There, he thought, the man over by the cabbage, the shambolic one with the guinea pig mask. It had to be Dean. No one else could look so ridiculous, even in a guinea pig mask.

He began to walk Sam's way and Sam started to panic. What if he actually talked to Sam?

Dean came right up to Sam and Sam thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Dean said rudely. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the bacon," Sam said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so radical.

Just then, an illustrious voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Sam's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Dean might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Dean swept Sam into his arms, bent him under the boardwalk, down by the sea, and kissed Sam huskily, slipping him the tongue and groping his groin.

Sam could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out invisibly and pulled Dean's mask off his face. It was Dean! "I knew it was you," Sam said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Dean said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Sam watched him go. He would be right back, Sam was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.