Disclaimer: Nothing owned by me and no money made from it! Just a fan making some fiction to make time move faster!
A/N: I'm sorry about this… It just wouldn't leave me alone until I caved in and wrote it down! It's not beta'ed in any way, shape or form and I'm not even sure it's all that good – but like I said it wouldn't leave me alone! Also I'm pretty sure it's been done like a million times before but…. You know what? Just bare with me!
Also really shouldn't let me near a keyboard when I'm feeling somewhat melancholic …
"You Will Stop and Think of Me When You Hear This…"
In another life he is sure his world would have looked so very different. Void of all the things that go bump in the night.
He would have had a mom and a dad – the perfect childhood filled with family dinners and perfect happiness. He would have lived in a yellow house on a quiet street in some small town with a cutesy name – maybe somewhere in Connecticut.
He would have joined the various sports teams of his high school and he was damn sure he would have gone steady – yes even him phrasing it like that made it damn clear to him that this was all a fantasy – with the most beloved girl of his small-town-world and he would had found true love at 16 years old.
His nights would be spend either working at the local grocery store as the bag-boy or hanging out with his girl or even just watching her study. It went without saying that in the perfect fantasy world of his he would be going out with a private school girl – complete with the cute little uniform and everything. Of course despite the fact that she was the smartest person he had ever met she would still have a bubbly personality that would make sure that he wasn't going anywhere. He would be content with just making out – and it wouldn't be until they were both older and ready that they would eventually make love. And it would be the textbook definition of the perfect moment.
Of course this was reality and he was stuck with this life. A life on the road, hunting all sorts of unmentionable evils, with his brother. Still sometimes it was nice to dive into the fantasy, to let himself get lost in the dream and sometimes it felt too real to be ignored. Like when he heard that song about the Candy-man…