Art:
Dean Winchester, a 19 year old drug addict and thief not to mention a member of a local gang in kanas. His next scheme, stealing art from a local art show happing tomorrow.
"All the art is being brought in today to be kept over night" Dean announced.
"Security?" asked the girl sitting next to him.
"A few camera's. A guard, maybe even two but you've got the computer skills to get to the camera's. We can get you past the guards" Said one of the other boys.
"Right" the girl said.
"That a girl Rose-lee" Dean patted her on the shoulder. "I'll be there later on today when they start bringing the art in to look at what is worth it and what is not ,then we take it to Martins house then into the shop tomorrow."
"Got it" said Martin, "wait, why my house?" his dark hand wiping the sweet from his forehead.
"Because you are the only one who lives alone, well you live with Rose-lee but there are no one who will have doubts or questions" Dean answered.
"Great it's Robin Rocky and his gang" said Rose-lee standing up.
"Whats wrong with Robin Rocky?"
"You know what he thinks about white girls? He thinks were all slags" Rose-lee turned to walk away.
Castiel Novak, a 21 year old artist recovering from depression with two of his new art pieces featuring in tomorrows art show. He was in his studio working on a new piece when his alarm went off.
"Time to go" he said to himself as he throw on his shoes and took his coat of the peg and walking to the place the show was going to be held.
"Morning Mak" he smiled showing his badge to the guard at the door.
"Castiel" the guard opened the door for him, "where's your art?"
"I brough it in yesterday because my art is being featured it had to be in before the others. I just came in to check on them and stuff" Castiel walked in.
"Nice to see you again Cas" said the gallery owner.
"My name is Castiel" Castiel crossed his arms, "I have a full name. I would like people to use it."
"Sorry" the owner said, "checking on your art?"
"yes, Urie I am"
"My name is Uriel..." he looked up, "I get your point. It's over there, being hanged."
"Right. Did you have it cleaned?" Castiel asked walking over to it,
"no" said the women hanging it.
"I asked for you to clean it!" Castiel turned back to Uriel.
"Right, take it back, clean it" Uriel ordered.
"Wait. What cleaner do you use?" Castiel asked admiring his own work.
"You don't need to know" said the women hanging the painting.
"Just go clean it. I want to see it after it's cleaned, I really don't mind waiting" Castiel assured the both of them. "Clean both my pictures!" Castiel sat on the chairs and picked up a magazine.
Dean walked in,
"you must be here about the cleaning position, will you be able to start tonight?" asked Uriel making Castiel look up only for a moment.
"Yes, sir I am" Dean was a very convincing liar, after addressing Uriel he meet Castiel's gaze. Castiel looked away. He knew that boy was nothing but trouble, after all he was dressed in torn and worn out jeans, old brown leather jacket that looked to big for him.
"Well I'll be with you in a minute. Feel free to wonder or sit" Uriel wondered away.
"Thank you, I think I'll have a look around it that's alright" Dean looked away from Castiel and wondered around. Castiel looked back up, 'tatty clothes, interested in art. Nice ass. Clearly up to no good. He is cute though." Castiel thought to himself.
'Too nicely dressed' Dean thought to himself, 'he is cute though.' Dean and Castiel knew that the other was no good and better of without them but they had to admit that the other was good looking. An hour later Castiel's first painting came out of cleaning.
"I'm gonna start cleaning the second one now" the women said walking back into the back room.
"Is this one yours?" Dean asked gazing up the art.
"Yep, painted it by hand, the good old fashioned way" Castiel looked at his own work making sure they didn't miss anything. "They cleaned it properly, last gallery I sent my art to didn't and it was from reason covered in bread crumps which it wasn't when I sent it in" Castiel looked at Dean.
"How much is it selling for?" Dean asked thinking about taking it.
"I'm not taking any less that 200 for it. Most of these art buyers try to talk you out of the price, giving you less for your work, but any less than 200 I'll take it home sell it somewhere else" Castiel explained.
"Fair enough" Dean smiled, this Castiel guy had a great voice. When Castiel looked back at Dean, he noticed how big Dean's pupils were. Dean sniffed, once, twice, three times and then another 3 not even a minute later. Castiel tried to over look it but he knew the signs as being drug use but he just meet the guy it could be anything.
"Sorry to keep you waiting so long" came Uriel's voice from behind them, "is the cleaning okay?" Uriel asked.
"Its okay" Castiel sat back down.
"Your arts good" Dean exclaimed follow Uriel into his office.
"Thanks" Castiel watched Dean walk away. 'I know to stay clear of him.' He said in his head picking up another magazine. Half an hour later Dean walked back out,
"thank you sir." he said shaking Uriel's hand.
"I hope your okay with that guy cleaning around the painting" Uriel said sitting next to Castiel,
"Yeah as long as he doesn't touch it" Castiel didn't look up.
"Are you gonna leave any time soon?" Uriel asked him.
"I'm gonna wait for my painting to come out of cleaning, take a look around. Then I'll head home. I'll be over early tomorrow, to make sure everything is still in order, if that's alright" Castiel was gonna do it anyway.
"Well, how early?" Uriel asked,
"Not that early"
"I don't see why not, I'll be here before the show starts I have to get everything in order" Uriel walked back into his office.
Dean Winchester walked back over to his gang,
"well?" Rose-lee asked standing up when she saw him,
"Be ready by 10. The place closed by 5 to 10 and I said that I will be bringing in extra help to get it done but their working for free. I'll let you guys in, the guard won't try questioning you or anything. He'll let you in, tasar him, get to the camera's delete the footage and turn the camera's off. I'll help you get all the painting worth taking out then one of you tasar me so it looks like I had nothing to do with it, okay?" Dean planned out.
"You want us to tasar you? Your our friend?" Rose-lee passed him a joint.
"Yeah, just so it looks like I couldn't do anything about it" Dean agreed taking a puff.
"Right, I'll do it" one guy said,
"thanks Jack" Dean passed him the joint he just smoked. So at ten Dean's gang turned up at the gallery.
"You must be the helpers?" the guard said opening the door to them.
"You can us that" Rose-lee smiled walking past so Dean could show her to the camera room while Martin and Jack took down the guard.
Rose-lee managed to get in without a problem, watching this girl work was breath taking, she made it look so easy. Footage gone and camera's stopped. Dean thought about taking Castiel's art. Sure Castiel was cute but not worth losing money for cute. So he took one of his painting only the one he didn't see because it was his least favorite but still worth a lot of money. With all the art gone, he handed the tasar to Jack and took a deep breath before falling to the floor. It was midnight when they go out of there.
