Title: At the Buzzer
Disclaimer: I didn't create Sam and Dean. I did create Lucky. Yay me.
Word Count: 100 words. How I love thee, Word Count Feature
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Spoiler Alert: None. Just some Luckyverse antics.
Sam wadded up the wrapping from his sandwich, took aim, and tossed it at the trash bucket. It sailed through the air, bounced off the rim and hit the carpet.
Dean swallowed the last of his cheeseburger and grinned, but before he could make a remark, Lucky had the wrapper in his jaws. He walked over to Sam's bed, placed the paper at his feet, little black tail whipping back and forth happily.
The Winchesters stared.
"Did you teach him that?" Dean asked.
"No," Sam replied. He grinned, and scritched Lucky between the ears. "Our cat's a genius, that's all."