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The Climbing BetBA Canon: YesThe Climbing Bet by nightmares06
Timeline: After The Golden Touch
Dean snorted. “No way.”
Sam glared up at him. “Seriously? You doubt me? After I saved your sorry ass from being a statue.” He shook his head mournfully with a smirk hiding in the corner of his lips.
Dean cocked an eyebrow at the bookshelf. “Sure, but you climbed a tree back there. I’m betting there’s a few more handholds on a tree than a shelf. The thing’s pretty much a cliff.”
Sam jabbed his hook at Dean. “If I can climb it, I get control over the television for a week.”
Dean’s eyes narrowed. “Deal.” He stuck a hand out.
Sam grinned confidently as he let Dean cautiously shake his much smaller arm between two fingers. “You’ll be eating your words,” he shot back at his big brother as the older hunter stood and stepped back.
“Better put your money where you
ChangeFat. All I can see is fat. My butt, my thighs, my stomach. I raise my arms, desperately hoping that lifting them will lift the weight off with them. No such luck.
“Hurry up, Kathryn!” I hear Julie huff exasperatedly from the other side of the door. She’s getting bored now, tired of waiting for her big sister to emerge, stunningly beautiful in her prom dress.
You and me both, kid.
I begin to scramble out of the pink dress that makes me look like a balloon, stretched and shiny. Carefully placing it back on its hanger, I pull my leggings and oversized hoody back on. Glancing quickly in the mirror, afraid of the fat girl who looks back at me, I check that my hair is okay and my make-up hasn’t smudged. Unlocking the changing-room door, I mutter to Julie that the dress didn’t fit - a small lie, but better than telling her... what? That I look like a beached whale in anything that’s form-fitting? That my body is disgusting, covered in stretch marks and scar
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I'm 20, love reading, writing, photography, art, music, singing; and studied an Animal Management extended diploma at college.
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Personal Quote: "Awesomeness is the key to life"
Aerodynamically the bumblebee shouldn't be able to fly, but the bumblebee doesn't know that, so it goes on flying anyway
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