Written on September 25, 2013
I'm washing dishes when the temperature in the room drops. Where it had previously been a pleasant 68 degrees, my breath is now a visible fog. I stop what I'm doing, searching the room for an explanation. The first one that comes to mind is nonsensical and completely impossible, so I check the thermostat; it is still set to 68 degrees. I freeze (mind the pun) in place, judging the likelihood of the first explanation. A knock on the door practically makes me jump out of my skin. I don a jacket and answer the door.
Okay, first explanation it is.
"Agents Hetfield and-"
"Oh my god. I know who you are. How…?"
Moose speaks up. "Wait. So, who are we?"
"Sam and Dean Winchester, of course. But… Wh..? H..?" Sam and Dean shoot looks at each other.
"I might say the same to you," Dean remarks. "Can we come inside?"
"Oh, yeah. Yeah.." I let them inside and decide to text Sammi.
MY HOUSE. NOW.
-JH
I text this as I lead the Winchesters to my living room, which happens to be one with the kitchen. The first question they ask me when I sit down is, "So how do you know who we are?"
"I'll give you a hint; Jared and Jensen." The boys take a moment to think while I receive a reply from Sammi.
WHY
-SB
I promptly answer.
YOU'LL SEE. STOP ASKING QUESTIONS AND GET UR ASS OVER HERE.
-JH
I then turn back to Sam and Dean. "Have you figured it out yet?"
"Are we back in that universe where we're on a TV show?" Dean answers the question with a question.
"Yes. Well, no. In this universe, your look-alikes Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki play you guys on a TV show, but apparently magic does work, and you guys do exist, along with things like ghosts, vampires, et cetera."
"And again I ask; why would anyone want to watch our lives?"
"Well not many people do. And I don't know why other people do, but I watch it because I like watching you and Cas be so obviously gay and yet Cas is just so… oblivious."
Sam mutters a small "I told you so" to Dean, who kicks him in the shin. From this I can infer that Deanstiel really is canon, which makes it difficult for me to stifle a huge fangirl squeal.
A chill moves through the room like it had moments before the Winchesters showed up.
As if on cue, the brothers simultaneously say, "Get the salt."
Okay, first explanation it is.
"Agents Hetfield and-"
"Oh my god. I know who you are. How…?"
Moose speaks up. "Wait. So, who are we?"
"Sam and Dean Winchester, of course. But… Wh..? H..?" Sam and Dean shoot looks at each other.
"I might say the same to you," Dean remarks. "Can we come inside?"
"Oh, yeah. Yeah.." I let them inside and decide to text Sammi.
MY HOUSE. NOW.
-JH
I text this as I lead the Winchesters to my living room, which happens to be one with the kitchen. The first question they ask me when I sit down is, "So how do you know who we are?"
"I'll give you a hint; Jared and Jensen." The boys take a moment to think while I receive a reply from Sammi.
WHY
-SB
I promptly answer.
YOU'LL SEE. STOP ASKING QUESTIONS AND GET UR ASS OVER HERE.
-JH
I then turn back to Sam and Dean. "Have you figured it out yet?"
"Are we back in that universe where we're on a TV show?" Dean answers the question with a question.
"Yes. Well, no. In this universe, your look-alikes Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki play you guys on a TV show, but apparently magic does work, and you guys do exist, along with things like ghosts, vampires, et cetera."
"And again I ask; why would anyone want to watch our lives?"
"Well not many people do. And I don't know why other people do, but I watch it because I like watching you and Cas be so obviously gay and yet Cas is just so… oblivious."
Sam mutters a small "I told you so" to Dean, who kicks him in the shin. From this I can infer that Deanstiel really is canon, which makes it difficult for me to stifle a huge fangirl squeal.
A chill moves through the room like it had moments before the Winchesters showed up.
As if on cue, the brothers simultaneously say, "Get the salt."