My first day on set went pretty well despite Jared trying to mess up every single one of my takes. I knew he liked to screw around on set but had no idea just how far he would go.
"Cut!"
"No wonder you guys spend so much time on set. I can't believe you get paid that much to screw around all day, Jared." He shrugged and ruffled my hair. I smacked him away. "Jared!" I glared at him and he chuckled.
Someone immediately came over to fix my hair. "I've never seen someone other than Jensen deal with Jared's antics as well as you." She grinned as she focused on my hair.
"Yeah, well I've had my whole life to practice." I rolled my eyes but smiled at her.
"Just watch out. The boys are a hundred times harder to deal with when they're together on set." I raised an eyebrow and looked over at Jensen and Jared. Jensen had been completely professional so far but I doubted he would stay that way.
The props director, Robin, walked up when my hair was back in place and handed me a big frying pan. "Okay, this is the real one. I'll give you the fake one later so you can actually hit the stunt guy and not have to worry about hurting him." Lowering her voice, she whispered, "Please don't give it to Jensen or Jared." I chuckled.
"No worries, Robin."
But when I walked back to my mark, Jared followed me. "Oooh! Let me see!"
"No way, Jared." I held the frying pan away from him and put my free arm out in front of me defensively.
"But I just –"
"No." He pouted but took a step back so I relaxed and looked down. Big mistake. When I looked up, my eyes widened. "Jared…" He charged towards me and before I could defend myself, he threw me over his shoulder. I let out a little scream of surprise and the rest of the crew started to look over. "Jared! Put me down!"
"Jensen! Hurry, take the frying pan." Jensen walked over and I gripped the frying pan a little tighter. I tried to look up at him but my hair was in my face. I could hear him chuckling. Reaching up, he moved the hair out of my face.
"Sorry, sweetheart." Grinning, he plucked the frying pan out of my hands and passed it off to Jared. Defeated, I sighed and put my head down. I could feel Jared laughing as he started playing with the frying pan.
"Could you at least put me down first?"
"No one likes a pouter, Kate," he joked before he started spinning around. His grip on me was tight but I still clutched onto him.
"Jared, stop!" I could hear the crew laughing and I couldn't help but giggle. Suddenly, he let me down but my head was still spinning. I stumbled and would have hit the ground if Jensen hadn't caught me. And as for Jared, he was laughing so hard he was about to fall over too.
I giggled into Jensen's chest and he kept a hand at my waist to steady me, smiling the whole time. When I finally regained my composure, I stepped towards Jared and put on my best pouty face. "Can I have my pan back?" I asked pitifully, with my blonde curls still covering most of my face. He grinned and handed it back to me before someone came out to fix my hair again. Still laughing, Jared cackled, "You should have seen your face! You looked so scared!"
"Of course I looked scared! There was 6 foot 4 moose man charging at me!"