Brains

By: Amy Jonas

Rating: FRT
Summary: Sam and Dean take on some zombies.
Disclaimers: Not mine.

"Brains! Brains!"

Dean and Sam slowly backed away from the zombies lurching toward them until the brothers were flush against a wall.

"Dead end," Sam murmured, gripping his gun.

"Brains!" moaned the zombies.

Dean cocked his gun. "You don't want my brains, dudes. Not really even enough for an appetizer." Beside him, Sam fired his weapon. The nearest zombie's head exploded, sending decaying bits of blood and bone all over. Dean grinned his trademark cocky grin and indicated his brother. "But he's got a nice, big juicy brain: all college educated and full of useless facts."

"Dean!" Sam shouted the warning even as he sent his brother a particularly nasty look.

Dean fired his pistol twice, putting two more zombies down but there were still a dozen more heading for them. "We got to get to the car," he said tightly, "It's our only chance." He waited for Sam's nod of acknowledgement before grinning. "Ready, Sundance?"

Sam put down another zombie with a well-placed bullet through its eye. "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid *DIED*, Dean!"

Oh, right. Oops. Dean didn't let that fact get to him, just grinned wider, firing his own gun. The zombie's brains exploded in gore in mid 'Brains!' "That's because they weren't Winchesters, dude." He slammed a fresh clip in then counted to three.

The End