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Four Shades Dean Hated, and the One He kinda Liked

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This story is No. 3 in the series "Brothers and Not-Really Sisters". You may wish to read the series introduction and the preceeding stories first.

Summary: Five times Dawn tried to paint Dean's nails... companion piece to Walk Away

Categories Author Rating Chapters Words Recs Reviews Hits Published Updated Complete
Supernatural > Multiple PairingsJmariaFR1552,08101410,96315 Nov 0610 Jan 07Yes

Ironic or Well, It's Green and Gross

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Series: Four Shades of Nail Polish Dean Hated, and the One He Kinda Liked.
Title: Wet ‘n’ Wild’s Ironic, or Well, It’s Green and Gross....
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-13
Disclaimer: Joss owns Dawn and Faith, Kripke owns Dean and Sam. The make-up companies own their polishes.
Series Summary: As the title says, Dawn tries to paint Dean’s nails five times...*cough*
Part Summary: Works best on Zombie costume nails…
Words: 333
A/N: Set after the end of Walk Away. Also, still my very favorite nail polish after six years. I wore it to Junior prom cuz it matched my dress. *g*

Four Shades of Nail Polish Dean Hated,
And the One He Kinda Liked.
Wet ‘n’ Wild’s Ironic or
Well, It’s Green and Gross

The Great Polish War of ‘06 was settled the night Buffy busted in on them in the motel room. Well, the morning after. Dawn was curled up in Dean’s arms, exhausted from all the chick flick moments the night before when Dean found her polish purse. He knew she’d hidden it in his baby, thinking it was safe from his ‘evil’ hands there. Little did she know.

Oddly enough, there was only one bottle in the bottom of the purse, as if she were finally surrendering to his superiority. Sure, he’d never gotten a single drop on her nails and he’d been marked, what, four times now? But he was winning the prank war Sam and Faith thought he was oblivious to. He plucked the bottle out of the bag, turning it in the growing sunlight.

Gold and blue flecks caught in the sunlight as Dean rolled in between his fingers. In the darkness it looked like a dull limp green, ugly and gross. But in the growing light, it shone, different aspects of it popping out at him. Dean grinned as twisted the top off. He was halfway through her right hand when Dawn’s eyes fluttered open, the smell of the polish waking her.

“Are you painting my nails?” Dawn murmured.

“Yup.”

“Why?”

“Endin’ the war, gotta have a victory. ‘Sides, it’s a cool color. Always thought green made my eyes ya know, pop,” Dean smirked, dragging the brush gently over her pinkie.

“Pop?”

“Yep. Everything‘s better when it‘s green,” Dean murmured, kissing her forehead gently.

“Really?” Dawn’s voice quivered a little. Dean gave her a quick grin as he tightened the cap back on.

“That and this color looks a little like dead people, so it’s green and gross, two of my favorite things.”

Dean was out the door before his comment registered fully with her groggy mind. Dawn practically growled as she scrambled out of the Impala after him, wishing she’d let Buffy hit him with a shovel last night.

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