Dean Winchester (lovemesomepie) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-10-26 23:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | dean winchester, narrative |
Who:Dean Winchester aka Princess Deanna
What: Waking up at the zoo sucks
When: Early afternoon
Where: The ZOOOO
Status COMPLETE
Rating: PG-13
Dean groaned, his hand going to rub at his eyes. Instead of the familiar feel of his hand, he was poked in the face by something cheap and plastic.
“What the fuck?” Opening his eyes, he saw the wand in his hand, and when his fingers wouldn't unclench from their position of holding the wand tightly, he knew what was going on. “Goddamn it, Sammy.”
Dean sat up, his free hand going to rake through his hair where he found his second unpleasant surprise...the tiara. Oh yes... he thought. Sam's going to be killed for this one. As the sleep started to fade from his eyes the rest of his surprises came quickly: the tutu, the kids who were laughing at him, the cage...the gorilla. Thankfully there was a guard close by.
“Hey, buddy, care to let me out of here?”
The guard clearly had to fight the urge to laugh as he shook his head. “No sir. I'm under strict orders to not release you until noon or until you admit...”
“I'm not admitting anything.” Dean cut him off stubbornly. He glanced down at his watch. It was already 11 am...late even for him to sleep, but knowing Sammy something had been slipped in his drink somewhere along the line. He could survive this for an hour, even if the gorilla was getting a little close for comfort.
“He looks so gay...”
Dean looked up as one of the more pimple faced high school boys started laughing a little too loudly.
“Look at his dress...”
Grimacing, Dean ripped the wand out of his hand. Part of it came off easily, and part of it stung like a bitch, but he kept control of his face so that he barely flinched. “Think you kids are funny?” He threw the wand at one kid's head, laughing loudly when it bounced off with an almost hollow noise. “Yeah, you're a barrel of laughs. Dumbass.”
Seeing Dean agitated, the gorilla became agitated as well. After all, few women, no matter the species, could help but get take Dean Winchester's side when he started laughing. She started throwing sticks at the laughing boys as well, whooping loudly whenever one connected.
The high school girls, thinking it wise to stay away from the idiots that were getting pelted by the gorilla, went closer to Dean's side of the cage.
“Morons...” One whispered, glaring at the boys who were now scattering far from the cage.
“Such morons...” Another agreed.
Several others were watching Dean as he pried the tiara off of his head. He cursed vehemently when pulling off the thing stung, and pulled out a little bit of his hair.
It was going to be a long hour until noon, but at least the idiot boys were gone. Several of the girls had offered him their jackets so he wasn't feeling so exposed anymore, and he thought with any luck he could impress the girls with some of the tamer tales of his adventures to help pass the time. There was no mistake about it though, at 12:01 pm Sam Winchester was going to die.