Ch 8 "The poking game"
Over the last hour the dark tavern in the middle of Oregon had cleared out.The air was cleaner,the chicken wings were brought out for free,and four men sat around like they were old friends.
"Dude you have to stop!"
"Come on Sammy,I think he likes you."His brother chuckled.
Jared was still processing everything that had happened in the last couple of hours.It started out like a regular night. He couldn't sleep(which now he found out was because of time fluxations in the nexus. Yes he was thinking WTF too)Then Jensen invited him down to a bar in the middle of town. Where he found himself now, on his forth longneck, three sheets to the wind. After poking Sam again, he turned to his buddy.
"You think I would think something was up when you started hopping around like tigger on crack." he stated before going back to poking poor Sam.
"Dude hands! Fingers in all the wrong places!" Sam cried out jumping up.
The table roared in laughter .As he went to the jukebox and popped a quarter in.
"I have one question-"Sam started.
"Just one?" Pink asked raising an eyebrow.
"Who is Dean Forrester?" he asked as the song started up.
Everyone stopped for a second ,trying not to laugh.
"Dude, you don't want to know." Pink giggled taking a sip of her Sam Adams.
Sam frowned and sat back down, where Jared promptly started the poking once more.
"When I was a young boy," Sam sang along," They said you're only getting older," he stopped and turned to Jared," how about I poke you!"
Sam followed through on his threat ,to no avail. Now they seemed like two little girls poking the crap out of each other. That's of course when the slapping started, making the two fall out of their chairs. Pink could hardly believe her eyes. if you have never seen two drunk, identical, six foot four men wrestle, then you really should. Because one: it's funny as hell and Two: it's kinda hot.
Dean and Jensen cheered as they continued, Sam having the upper hand, and Jared to drunk to fight any better.
"Somebody get the doctor.Im feelin pretty poor.Somebody get the stretcher before I hit the floor,"Dean and Jensen yelled," Somebody save me.I lost my job, they kicked me out of my tree.Somebody save me. Save MEEEEEE!"
More grunts from the floor sent Pink into a giggling fit.This time jared got the upper hand,before Sam bit him the side.
"Damn Sam fights dirty when hes drunk!"Jensen observed.
Dean smirked.
"What can I say,that's my boy."he chuckled wiping away a fake tear.
The match went on for another minute or so,until Dean got up and changed the song.
"Hey!"Sam and Jared cried in unsion.Snapping their frazzled heads up.
"Sorry pansies,big brother picks the music,little boys continue their cat fight."He grinned sitting down.
The two got up ,sulking and mumbling,in their cute little duplicate broods.
"So, who won?"Jensen asked as they sat back down.
"I did-"they replied in unsion.
The boys looked at each other.Sam opened his mouth.
"No I did."he stated.
"Dude!You bit me!"
Sam folded his arms in trimuph.
"That's how I won."He stated,completely convinced.
Jared shrugged and took a sip of his beer,the match may have been all in good fun,but he was dammed if he was going to lose.
"Rematch."he challenged.with a twinkle in his eye.
"Bring it on Gilmore boy!"Sam dared.
"I told him to say that."Pink giggled as they started again.
This time it was half hearted,just two boys getting rowdy.Stale penuts flew through the air,landing in Jared's hair.Dean holered and yelled,throwing all he had left,bottle caps.After a loud grunt and two muffled curses,Jensen spoke up.
"Maybe we should break it up?"
Pink and Dean looked at each other then shook their heads.
"Nah."
"Hey little Sammy what have you done?" Dean teased, singing his own words,"Hey little Sammy who's the only one?Hey little Sammy who's your superman?Hey little Sammy who's the one you want? Hey little Sammy shot gun!."
Sam having won for the second time stood up and shook his brother's peanut shells off him and sat back down.
"Dean, its little sister." he corrected.
"That's what I said." he teased, as Jared sat back down. Dusting himself off.
"You boys finshed?"Pink asked, taking their empty bottles.
Jared and Sam looked at each other and smiled.
"Yeah."
"I have a question now." Jared interjected.
"Shoot." Jensen replied as the chorus started.
"Why did you bite me in the nipple you freak!" He mocked rubbing his chest.
"Sammy always did have a thing for the tall ones." Dean joked.
Pink smirked as she sat back down.
"What?" Dean asked as she looked around the table.
"Its nothing. I'm just understanding your personalties,and seeing what each guy added to the character. Eric kripke is certainly a genious."She replied taking a drink.
"Who's Kripke?"Sam questioned.
"The guy who created the show." Jensen answered.
"Fangirls kinda think of him as our god." Pink giggled as the song changed.
"Carry on my wayward son,there'll be peace when your done."Sang the jukebox.
"I love this song!"Pink cheered as Jared and Jensen rolled their eyes.
"Fangirls."they mumbled.
"You love us."she giggled.
"Lay your weary head to rest,don't you cry no more."
Dean looked at Sam quizzicaly.
"Why does this song sound soo familiar?"
The remaining three spit out their beers,roaring with laughter.
"What's soo funny?"Sam asked.
Pink smiled and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Trust me you really don't want to know."
Two hours later after a picture and a round of hugs they exited the tavern.Pink even got a couple kisses on her cheeks.She thanked the night,and the sheer power of the nexus.She chuckled aloud as the jukebox played yet another song,on its on accord.Going up the stairs she sighed,as she slipped the polaroid inside a picture frame .
"Let me know what I've done wrong,"She sang along,"When I've known this all along.I go around a time or two ,just to waste my time with you."
She knew in her heart that they would probably for get what went on,seeing their doubles as they did.But what they would never forget were the things she hoped each of them learned.One: don't ever take anything too seriously.Two: learn to stop and smell the roses.Three: live each moment to the fullest and four:All work and no play,can make anyone nuts.
"There we go."She smiled as she hung the picture on the wall.
It was of the five of them standing around the old juskebox,laughing and carrying on.The latest in a long line of photographs featuring celebrities and the characters that they played.
"You are the only one that needs to know.I'll keep you my dirty little secret."
The end.