Yay, Supernatural the Musical....no original thoughts in this one....not really. So, some of the song, obviously, will be taken from other sources (This song is Infected from Repo! The Genetic Opera) and tweaked with to fit the chapter. I have an idea for an interesting AU musical fic....this would be part of it. I have to flush out the idea first. Anyway, I don't own Supernatural of Repo...and I have all of 10 cents to my name. I can't even buy ramne. *sob* . On to the...drabble/onehsot/musical thing. ^^'
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Sam sighed softly, eyes slightly sore from too much reading. He placed the bookmark between pages 355 and 356, hearing his brother walking towards their living room. "Why can't I ever go out with you?" Sam asked as Dean grabbed his jacket.
"You know why Sam, it's too dangerous," Dean responded, the same response he always gave when Sam questioned his imprisonment.
"But Dean," Sam began, only to get cut off by his older brother.
"No Sam," Dean's voice left no room for further argument, "Now take your medicine, I'll be back in a few hours." And with that Dean was gone, out the door. Sam sighed once more, watching Dean's precious Impala leave him behind yet again. Sam glared at the pills on the side table before taking two of them. His mother had died from some blood condition. One that she had been so gracious as to pass on to him. Dean didn't seem to suffer from the disease though, and had protected him his whole life. They had always lived here, Sam locked in the house. He thought once their father had died he'd be free, but Dean seemed intent on keeping Sam "safe" inside.
"I'm...infected
I'm infected
by your genetics
Samuel, I'm the doctor
Sammy, I'm your brother
Oh, Sammy, that was close!
Take your medicine
I'm infected by your genetics
Samuel, you're my patient
Sammy, be more patient
You have limitations, don't go chasing flies
I must be protective
You cannot be reckless
That's what is expected when you are infected
I'm infected by your genetics
I'm infected by your genetics
And I don't think that I can be fixed
No, I don't think that I can be fixed
Tell me why, oh why are my genetics such a bitch?
It's this blood condition
Damn this blood condition!
Mother can you hear me?
Thanks for the disease!
Now I am sequestered
Part of the collection
That's what is expected when you are infected
That's what is expected when you are infected
That's what is expected when you are infected
How much of it's genetics?
How much of it is fate?
How much of it depends on the choices that we make?
He says I have her eyes, did I also inherit her shame?
Is heredity the corporate, 'cause stop it
or am I a slave?
I'm infected by your genetics
I'm infected by your genetics
What hope has a boy who is sick?
My dream of a life past this fence
It really makes no difference
'Cause I know that I'll never be fixed
Tell me why, oh why are my genetics such a bitch?
Oh, I want to go outside
Outside
Oh, I want to go outside
Outside," Sam sat back down, waiting silently for Dean to return. One day he'd escape, escape to the outside.
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Ta-da! Yeah, I'm totally blaming my friend for this. She put the ideas in my muses head, who then proceeded to beat them into my head with a chocolate orange.