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Hmm, my New Year's Eve was mostly uneventful. We watched Season 1 of Supernatural since it's not possible to watch during the day. Admittedly, I fell asleep about halfway through Wendigo, didn't even make it to midnight. LOL. And I spent all day yesterdy on IM with [livejournal.com profile] chemm80 working out the next chapter of "Cracked" so those of you waiting for a real update of real fic, that's coming in the next day.

A word to the wise. Do not fall asleep watching Supernatural and wake up with the television playing Happy Feet. Crack will be born. I kid you not.

For those of you who don't know the movie, it's about a baby penguin who prefers to dance instead of sing which makes him sort of... special.

I may or may not have watched it and got the sudden urge to write Sam/Dean as penguins in the movie.

No, no, I did. *shakes head*

Cut for header I stuck in after the fact so I can crosspost above the original cut )
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Part Two
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Title: Something Golden (Conversations from the End)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] tru_faith_lost
Artist: [livejournal.com profile] bittersweet_art, She did an amazing job. I hope the story lives up to her art.
Rating: R (I fail)
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Warnings: Language, m/m sex, incest
Words: ~43,000
Summary: In the end, Dean and Sam take on Hell together, and when it falls, they climb out together, worse for wear, but whole, which is more than can be said for the rest of the world. The landscape's marred, sepia-toned with black clouds above, no sun, no moon, winter, or spring, just the endless road and red-lightning overhead. But it's all theirs. Months of driving, dodging the daily bouts of acid rain and eating out of cans and convenience stores, and Sam's ready for more. He's just not sure what more is until Dean stops breathing on the floor of a motel room in Texas. The world they can lose, but never each other. If Dean can handle a Sam that wants to hold tight when no one's dying and there's nowhere to go, then Sam can deal with a Dean who paints rainbows in a sky with no sun. And maybe what's gold will stay this time around.
Disclaimer: Don' t own anything you recognize. Making no moneys, or money either.
Betas: My darling [livejournal.com profile] ysbail, [livejournal.com profile] feather_touch, and [livejournal.com profile] rejeneration
A/N:Written for [livejournal.com profile] spn_j2_bigbang challenge. This story is written purposely on the fringes of believability for reasons I name in the extended author notes at the end of the story. If you're one of those people who stops reading the second something seems unlikely or improbable, I only ask that you have a little faith and hang out for the end. Or, you know, read the author notes first, but that will spoil the story.
Master Art Post: Amazing Art

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|Art|Soundtrack|Part One|Part Two| Part Three| Part Four--The End|DVD extras aka Author notes|


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