Take Me Home —Part 13

Title: Take Me Home
Summary: The Trickster decides to have some fun with Sam. Wackiness ensues, with a healthy helping of whump, because it's me and I can't leave the boys intact.
Spoilers: All aired episodes up to 5.10
Word Count: 1,513 for this chapter
Disclaimer: Luckily for them, I own nothing. Otherwise they'd be in for a world of hurt.
Warning: Utter crack. Language that is definitely not workplace-appropriate.
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer: No beta, written in such a hurry I'm amazed my fingers managed to connect with the keyboard.
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer #2:I take NO responsibility for this, because it's cracktastic and weird and I can't believe it came out of of my brain. If you are scarred for life after reading it, it's NOT my fault!
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer #3: It's basically "Lassie Come-Home," Winchester-style. I dunno. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!

Master Post

Part 12

( Part 13 )

Take Me Home —Part 13

Title: Take Me Home
Summary: The Trickster decides to have some fun with Sam. Wackiness ensues, with a healthy helping of whump, because it's me and I can't leave the boys intact.
Spoilers: All aired episodes up to 5.10
Word Count: 1,513 for this chapter
Disclaimer: Luckily for them, I own nothing. Otherwise they'd be in for a world of hurt.
Warning: Utter crack. Language that is definitely not workplace-appropriate.
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer: No beta, written in such a hurry I'm amazed my fingers managed to connect with the keyboard.
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer #2:I take NO responsibility for this, because it's cracktastic and weird and I can't believe it came out of of my brain. If you are scarred for life after reading it, it's NOT my fault!
Neurotic Authorial Disclaimer #3: It's basically "Lassie Come-Home," Winchester-style. I dunno. STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!

Master Post

Part 12

( Part 13 )

Authorial waffling —nothing to see here, carry on

Dear Gabriel,

Dude, you were meant to be a Cunning Plot Device™. In no way, shape or form was I inviting you to take up residence in my head and start nattering at me about your motivations. I'm not supposed to like you: I find your character on the show insufferable, and I want to smack him repeatedly until he leaves Sam and Dean alone.

Please to be getting out of my head before I actually start to warm to you. No, I mean it. Do NOT have a heart-to-heart with the Castiel who has already wormed his way in there (yes, he did it too, and now he's in there permanently and I actually like him now, dammit). I don't have room for you. Stop trying to be sympathetic, damn you!

Did you hear me? PLOT DEVICE. Nothing more.

*headdesk*

Yeah, didn't think so.

No love,

Me


Umm, flist? Does anyone know if in "Tall Tales" we ever find out the name of the janitor? I'm happy to invent a name for him if he doesn't have one, but Super-Wiki and IMdB are being unhelpful.


So, yeah. "Take Me Home" was supposed to be a quickie, light-hearted little crack!fic, and now it's getting a little out of hand. I wouldn't be surprised if it hits 50K. Suddenly I have to think about characterization and motivations and PLOT, dagnabbit. Not to mention structure and underlying themes, and I'll be damned if the characters aren't all going and learning something from all of this.

*sigh*

Apparently I really AM incapable of just writing something silly and schmoopy.

Also, I blame roque_clasique for my new-ish kink of having Dean using forearm crutches. What the hell?

Authorial waffling —nothing to see here, carry on

Dear Gabriel,

Dude, you were meant to be a Cunning Plot Device™. In no way, shape or form was I inviting you to take up residence in my head and start nattering at me about your motivations. I'm not supposed to like you: I find your character on the show insufferable, and I want to smack him repeatedly until he leaves Sam and Dean alone.

Please to be getting out of my head before I actually start to warm to you. No, I mean it. Do NOT have a heart-to-heart with the Castiel who has already wormed his way in there (yes, he did it too, and now he's in there permanently and I actually like him now, dammit). I don't have room for you. Stop trying to be sympathetic, damn you!

Did you hear me? PLOT DEVICE. Nothing more.

*headdesk*

Yeah, didn't think so.

No love,

Me


Umm, flist? Does anyone know if in "Tall Tales" we ever find out the name of the janitor? I'm happy to invent a name for him if he doesn't have one, but Super-Wiki and IMdB are being unhelpful.


So, yeah. "Take Me Home" was supposed to be a quickie, light-hearted little crack!fic, and now it's getting a little out of hand. I wouldn't be surprised if it hits 50K. Suddenly I have to think about characterization and motivations and PLOT, dagnabbit. Not to mention structure and underlying themes, and I'll be damned if the characters aren't all going and learning something from all of this.

*sigh*

Apparently I really AM incapable of just writing something silly and schmoopy.

Also, I blame roque_clasique for my new-ish kink of having Dean using forearm crutches. What the hell?