You Have To Be Freakin' Kidding Me, Right?
Written for the prompt : Losers/SPN, Jensen and any SPN character, "You have to be freakin' kidding, right?"
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You Have To Be Freakin' Kidding Me, Right?
Jensen's on leave and just walking back to his sister's from a late night trip to the grocery store for candy when he hears the distinct sounds of fighting as he passes a dimly lit side street. Looking down, it's hard to see exactly what's happening but there are definitely two figures going at some sort of fight down there.
He sighs, knowing he can't just leave some poor guy to get beat up when he sees the glint of a knife blade catch the light. Fuck! He'd got his sister and niece set up here because it was safe. He doesn't like to think of them in danger so this kind of thing shouldn't be happening here.
He drops the grocery bags and rushes down the alley to come to the rescue. As he approaches, he realizes the guy with the knife is on the defensive. The sound of his footsteps though has the other man turning to look at him. Eyes filled with evil and a mouth of freaking terrifying teeth. Shit!
The guy with the knife takes advantage of the lapse of attention in his opponent and he plunges it in. In seconds the eyes and teeth are consumed by fire along with the rest of the, now Jensen has seen it closer, furry body. It's not a pretty sight, but he's relieved it's gone and the guy with the knife has won.
He moves across to help him up. "Thanks man," says the guy on the ground.
"What was that?" Jensen asks.
"Oh that, Mambolin . . . don't worry . . . they're solitary creatures and that ones done for – he'd thought this was a good spot to hunt – guess we're lucky I know the signs, huh?"
"You have to be freakin' kidding, right?"
The other guy smirks and as he walks away, he calls over his shoulder, "You keep believin' that if it helps you sleep at night, kid!"