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vrskaandrea: Yeah Michael vs Freddy :D better than Freddy vs Jason. Lol
SeeleyDeanDinozzo: Oh wow awesome. Robert was in a SPN episode I think season 6. That's really cool and you saw the glove that's a bonus :D
Divineoverseer: Thank you for the review. :)
"Dean. My other me is out there. He's army is rising and you want to go and investigate a glove?"
Dean packs up clothes and fake badges.
"It could be Michael related." Dean smirked.
"Dean when I said a hunt I didn't mean this."
"I'm interested."
"It could be a fake. A way to gain views. Become popular."
Dean zips up his bag.
"Unless you wanna stay here for another week I say we check it out." Dean grins. "Good job I did show you the movies. I prepared you for the hunt."
Dean looks at the mirror to check himself out. He rolls his eyes when his reflection has his back to him.
"Turn around. I'm dressed now."
Michael turns round. The usual flannel and jeans is replaced with a white shirt, tie, checked blazer, and trousers.
Dean puts on square shaped glasses adding to the professional look.
Michael frowns.
"Dean why the glasses? you don't have bad eyes. "
"it's part of the disguise." Dean studies his reflection. "Yeah." Dean smiles. "I can pull this off I look like I'm from an instance company."
" How is an insurance company suppose to help someone who thinks they are turning into a fictional character? "
Dean shrugs.
"Product is faulty." Dean swings his duffel bag over his shoulder. "I can put this in the car."
Dean then remembers Sam took the car.
Damm it.
"Dean you do not need the car."
Michael's wings stretch out. Its shadow appearing on the walls. Dean glanced at his back.
Oh yeah he forgot about that.
Dean anxiously eyes the wings up and down. He has used the wings several times but he still felt uneasy. He don't like flying.
"Dean do not worry I am here as your co-pilot." Michael smiled.
Dean smiles nervously.
"Maybe I could just get a car from the garage."
"Dean!"
"Alright! But what about the bag? I can't carry it around with me."
Michael grins.
"Maybe we could use that car."
"You sure this is a good idea?"
Dean sat in the car from the garage. It didn't have the same feel as his Baby. He felt out of place in this vehicle.
"I'm sure."
Within a blink the two switched places. Michael flexed his shoulders and puts his hands on the steering wheel while Dean watched through the car mirror with a more curious expression than worry.
Michael's eyes glow.
"Ready."
He raises his hand while keeping the other one on the wheel. He snaps his fingers and the garage changes into a street.
"We're here." Michael flashed a grin.
"Yeah and we have an audience." Dean says.
Michael looks out of the window. Two children stood with their mouths open.
Oh...
The boy dressed as a pumpkin squeals.
"WOW THAT WAS COOL!"
"How did you do that?" The girl dressed as a fairy asks.
Michael leans out of the window.
"I suppose you could say it was magic."
"Magic." Fairy girl asks. She waves her wand. "I can do magic."
"Oh don't put a spell on me. I been good I swear." Michael teased.
The girl giggles.
Michael raises his eyebrow.
"Want to see another trick."
He then snaps his fingers.
The kids baskets suddenly fill up with candy.
"WOW!"
Michael chuckled at their expressions.
"Thank you so much sir." The kids beamed.
"Happy Halloween." The girl says.
Michael smiles.
"Happy Halloween."
The kids skip down the road chattering about how much candy they got.
Michael glanced at the frowning Winchester.
"What?"
"Nothing I was just surprised."
"We both have a thing in common Dean. We both love children."
Michael opens the car door. Dean goes back into control and gets out shutting the door behind him.
"Okay let's go and see Stuart." Dean says.
Stuart the man who posted the video was not in his house. His roommate kicked him out. So Dean decided to ask Stuart's colleagues who work at the local comic book store.
Dean walks into the store. He spots a woman at the counter. The woman had long brown hair, hazel eyes, flannel shirt and jeans. She reminded Dean of Sam but a female version.
The woman picks up a pile of comic books.
"I will be with you sir just give me a minute."
Dean nods. He looks round the comic book with fascination. He picks up a lolly pop and sucks on it as he looks through the comic books.
"Dean please. Focus."
Dean continued sucking on the strawberry flavored lolly. His face child like. His eyes widen.
"Michael Myers." He approaches the statue of the iconic horror movie villain. "This bastard can't stay down. Shoot, burn, stab he still comes back."
"Doesn't he live in a camp?"
No that's Jason.
"Oh."
"Ahh Mikey Myers." A short, plumped young man with a lolly pop in his mouth joins Dean's side. "It's not Halloween without him. " Dean looks at the name tag that had Dirk on it. Dirk shakes his head. "Amazes me how he is alive. He is not supernatural or anything. He was just a messed up guy."
"I was all for Jamie Lee Curtis." Dean says.
"Laurie Strode. Have you seen the new one."
"No."
"Oh my God you gotta watch it. She kicks ass. I won't say what she does." He does a zip my mouth gesture "Not gonna spoil it for you."
Dean huffs a laugh.
"Thanks."
Dirk picks up a Jason's mask.
"Another favourite of mine. Friday the 13th. A classic."
"Agreed." Dean nodded. "And Texas Chainsaw Massacre."
"Carrie."
"The Shining."
"IT."
"Alien."
"Jeepers Creepers."
The two men go back and forth saying every horror movie they could think of. Michael sighs heavily.
"Please someone make this stop." He groaned.
"Nightmare on Elm Street."
Dirk does a high five with Dean.
"Another classic. I did have the glove but..." He sighs. "My colleague took it home with him."
"The glove? It was from here?"
"Yeah. Had it sealed in a cabinet. It was worth money. Then he makes a video saying the glove is cursed. Man I knew Stuart was going through a lot but saying a costume is possessed, that's going too far." Dirk stops and realizes he is spilling out personal information. "Oh umm sorry. You don't wanna hear me moaning."
"Its okay."
Before Dean could ask questions. The woman returns to the counter.
"Sir. Sorry about the wait. How can I help you?"
Dirk smiles.
"Good talking to you."
Dean smiles.
"You to."
The man nods and returns to filling up the shelf. Dean faces the woman. On her tag it said Samantha.
Dean laughs.
Not only she looks like Sam she is even called Samantha.
Samantha furrows her eyebrows.
"Sir?"
"Oh um." Dean clears his throat. "I'm Ritchie Blackmoore. I'm with Campbell and Sons Insurance. Stuart Blake. I heard about his little incident with a certain costume?"
Samantha frowns.
"The Cursed Glove? Why would you be interested in that?"
"I told you." Michael says.
"I'm hoping to speak to him." Dean says.
"He's at home, healing up." Samantha answers.
"I went to his place and his roommate said he kicked him out."
"Right, yeah they had a fight."
"Over?"
"Fist of the North Star. Stuart said that the dubbed version was better but you know what, forget it. Um, I like Stuart, but he's an acquired taste."
"Sounds like a guy who could make a lot of enemies."
"I mean, not real ones. Maybe online, he trolls everything."
"Uh Okay, where can I find Stuart now?"
"He's at his mom's house."
Dean sighs.
"Of course he is. Well thank you I will go and see him."
Dirk looks up from the boxes and waves. Dean waves back and leaves the store.