Paw: Hiya, whoever is reading this! It's 12:50 Pm over in Canada, I'm Pawprints25, and I thought I would try this. I have a few guests with me today. Damon, Stefan, Sam, Dean, and Jack.
Jack: I'm from Lost, not that pirate movie!
Dean: There is more than one...
Jack: I don't care, I'm a doctor, so suck on that!
Paw: Okay, calm down Jack. Before I start, I want to say I don't own Vampire Diaries and Supernatural.
Jack: * clears throat*
Paw: Oh, and Jack from Lost.
Sam: Ugh, why do we have him on here?
Paw: * Smile* because I like him.
Sam: * rolls eyes*
Paw: Anyways, are you guys done?
Stefan: They will never be done.
Paw: Oh, hey, I forgot you were here!
Stefan: * glare*
Paw: * Pats Stefan's head* Where's your brother?
Stefan: He's late.
*Crash*
Jack: It wasn't me. * hides Paw's cellphone behind his back*
Paw: Is that?
Jack: No, it isn't.
Paw: * growls* Is that my phone?
Dean: Yeah, it is. Can I kill him for you?
Paw: * sigh* No, he's important to the show.
Jack: I only broke it trying to get a distress call out so we can get off the island!
Paw: -_- We're not on the island, Jack.
Sam: Speaking of that, where the hell are we?
Paw: We're in my head.
Stefan: * mumbles* Well, that explains the emptiness.
Paw: Hey!
Dean: I kinda like it in here, there's AC/DC playing.
Paw: Yeah, I kinda have that song stuck in my head.
Sam: So, what exactly are we doing here?
Dean: * singing along quietly*
Paw: Um, I don't really know yet. But I'll let you know when I do.
Jack: I want to get back to Kate. * pouts*
Paw: I would let her on here if I didn't dislike her so much.
Jack: Whatever.
Paw: Don't be sad, Jackie. I might let you go soon.
Jack: * smiles* Really?
Paw: No.
Dean: I'm hungry.
Sam: You're always hungry, Dean.
Dean: Can't you think me up a sandwich?
Paw: What did you want on it?
Dean: I just want a Ham sandwich.
Paw: Okay, uh, let's see, Jack why don't you do the end while I make Dean's sandwich.
Jack: * mumbles* Okay fine. A grumpy Jack, hungry Dean, brooding Stefan, snark-y Sam, Missing Damon, and a sleepy Paw, say goodnight, good morning, or good afternoon to whoever is reading this.
Damon: Hey I'm here, what did I miss?
Jack: It ended.
Damon: Who are you?
Jack: I'm Jack Shepherd.
Paw: * glare* why are you so late?
Damon: why are you so grouchy?
Paw: Sleepy. I'm going to bed now...
Dean: * mouth is full* Can I have a beer with this?
