Written: 22.11.01
Words: 1,603
General, C2C
Prompt: Irish Coffee Day
“Enough with the cryptic crap! Just tell me.”
“This thing…” Dean brought a hand up to rub at the back of his neck, “It feasts on livers – kid livers. And…”
After a moment of silence, Sam raised an eyebrow, “And…?”
“And you can supposedly hurt it by making it drink alcohol.”
Sam turned confused eyes to their father figure, “What?”
“Yep.” Dean nodded, “Alcohol literally burns the thing from the inside out. We think it’s tied to the feasting on kid livers but… there’s like zero lore on this thing. The only reason we know that is because of the coroner.” Dean gave a half-shrug, “Apparently they hunt in packs.”
Sam opened his mouth, only to close it a moment later in silence, brows furrowing as he turned over this new information.
Dean nodded at the look on his face, “Told you.”
Bobby let out a sigh before digging out his wallet, handing over a ten-dollar bill, “Yeah, yeah. Here.”
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