fandomhigh | Wilderness Survival - Week 4 | Thursday Morning, A Clearing in the Woods

Callisto had two lock boxes today, rather than just one. She pointed at the first box. "Shoes."

Then she pointed at the second box. "Now your clothes. Everything except your underwear."

After everyone had removed their clothing and placed it in the box, Callisto continued "If you spend a prolonged period of time in the wilderness, then it is more than likely whatever clothing you were wearing at the time will come under a considerable amount of wear and tear, especially if it wasn't designed for the environment you're in. The results can be… unpleasant to say the least.

"Luckily, it is possible to repair, and even make clothing from items found in the wilderness. Animal skins, some kinds of tree barks, vines, sinew. The possibilities, if not endless, are at least more varied than you'd think. Even luckier for you, I'm not making you hunt and forage for the raw materials.

"I think you can guess the rest of today's lesson. Use the materials I've provided to make garments to replace the ones you were wearing before. I know the equipment might be a primitive compared to what some of you may be used to, all bone needles and stone knives, but well, you'll just have to deal.

"Get to it," Callisto said. "And as an extra incentive, you're not getting your clothes back until next week, so make sure that you put a decent effort into the clothes."

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"And I'm perfectly well proportioned, thank you."

Any thought like "...as far as I know," was completely implied.

Dean glanced over at Buffy and grinned. "I'm sure your girlfriend is happy to hear that, Sammy."

Sam didn't look at Buffy, because he was pretty sure the look on her face would only make him turn even more red than he was already getting. "You know, I'm almost disappointed that you got your body back now."

"No you're not," Dean said with utter confidence.

"Okay, no I'm not," Sam admitted, smiling.

"And," Dean began, completely changing the subject before things between him and Sammy could completely turn into a Hallmark card, "since you didn't get around to sparring with Alec, I guess you'll have to make do with me.

"Enough excuses, Sammy. Sparring. You and me."

Sam sighed, rolling his eyes. "What's the point, Dean? You know exactly how it's going to go - we're going to be evenly matched for a little while and then you'll come around and kick my ass. And I know how much you love doing that, but it gets kind of old after a while."

Dean's smile faded, replaced by a frown. "So you really have been avoiding... I thought we just hadn't managed to connect with a time we were both free to go practice..."

"I haven't been avoiding, really. I just figured if I didn't press you about it that maybe you'd move on to something else. Or someone else, I guess." Sam shrugged.

"Yeah, sure, I can find other people to spar with," Dean admitted, still frowning. Frowning because he was most certainly not pouting over this. "Not that any of them would be you. But if you really don't want to..."

Sam didn't need to see a pout to know that he'd disappointed Dean. "I'm sorry. Look, if it really means that much to you, then I'll spar with you."

"It kinda does," Dean admitted. "It's just.. it's something we do, y'know? A brother thing. No one else knows my moves like you do. Fighting you is always the most challenging because I have to work to surprise you." He paused and added, "And don't think I don't know, it's just a matter of time before you beat me one of these fights."

"Oh right, sure." Sam snickered, but he had to admit, it felt kind of good to hear all of that from Dean. "You are right about one thing; I guess I do make you work harder than other people would."

"That's because you're my little brother. It's your job." Dean smirked. "And, just like with everything else, you're hellbent on being an overachiever."

Sam laughed. "Hey, if overachieving means making you have to work harder, it's totally worth the extra effort on my part."

Dean pointed the bone needle at him. "And that's why you're going to beat me one of these days."

Sam shook his head, but decided it wasn't worth it to argue. "Sure. Whatever you say."

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