The Flip Side Part Two
By Brate
Previously published in Hunting Trips #1, Neon Rainbow Press.
Walking into their hotel room, Sam Winchester flopped down onto his bed and sighed.
Dean raised his eyes from the laptop, sending him a questioning look. "What's wrong with you?"
"I know what we're hunting," Sam replied in an even tone.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"A Yeti."
Dean paused. "Come again?"
"It's a Yeti. I saw it."
"There's an Abominable Snowman in Mississippi? No wonder he's pissed."
"It's-"
"What are we gonna do, give him a ride to the North Pole?" Dean continued.
"Actually, they're from Nepal."
"Oh, well, if that's the case, let's load it up in the car and get going," Dean deadpanned. He grabbed their father's journal and started leafing through it. "Seriously, how do we get rid of a Yeti? They aren't endangered or anything, are they?"
"We don't have to worry about it," Sam said. "Jed's got it covered."
"Jed? Who's Jed?"
"A redneck with a walk-in freezer. He wants to keep it for a pet."
"He can't do that."
"Well, the Yeti's never actually hurt anyone, just scared them." Sam shrugged. "And it seems to like Jed. They were getting on like gangbusters when I left."
Dean looked at him blankly.
"Jed's gonna name it Hank."
Dean's confusion cleared and he gave a toothy grin. "Okay, I get it. This is a joke, right? Getting me back for that mess in Deadwood."
"Nope."
"I don't believe you."
"That's okay, I brought proof." Sam reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the video camera.
Dean accepted it and turned it on, watching the small screen intently. By the time the picture ran out, his mouth was hanging open. Finally, he recovered the ability to speak. "So what the hell are we down here for? What are we going to do now?"
Sam looked over from where he'd been packing his bag. "I hear there's a Jersey Devil over in Biloxi."
