Hey everyone... Im sorry it took so long to get this part out. But my exams are startin on the 11th, and I had to study for them.. So it was hard to take out time. And I had to write this quite quickly, so it might not be that funny. Sorry about that, hope you like it... And thanks to everyone for the reviews, you guys really make my day... ;)
Chapter 6... Channeling Daisy Duke
"Ok, so maybe we're not cut out for trying every bar there is in White Oak," sighed Sam, as he rolled the car into another parking lot. "Well we sure won't be cut out for it with that attitude, Mr. Happy," said Dean. "Come on, we've just been to two bars yet. Just two bars and the night's still young. Do you want me to be a man again or not?" Sam rolled his eyes and said, "Yes, I want you to be a man again." "Ok, it's settled then. We paint the town red until we find the dude with the red triquetra. Understood?"
Sam and Dean walked into another bar called 'The Secluded Dungeon'. It looked fairly mystical from the outside, and didn't seem like a bar, but another dingy sign read, 'Bar.' They didn't care; any bar was worth looking into. Any bar other than 'The Karaoke Confessional', that is. But what was inside the bar was something they surely weren't expecting. On 4 large roundtables sat around 30 young and middle aged men, half of them with glasses, some of them with disguises, playing board games. Another tall man sat at the bar, which was in one corner, and looked on as the others played whatever the hell it was they were playing.
"Oi! Gnome! You're not allowed to use the wizard plus bonus! You're still level 3! Now out of my way, it's my chance. And yeah, knight wing, I know all about that extra spear card under your sleeve!"
Dean's eyes widened. "Dean… I don't think this is a bar…" said Sam. Dean turned around and said, "You think? Jeez Sam, and I thought you were a nerd." The only man who didn't seem to be playing was the same one who sat at the bar, drinking a beer. He had looked back at Sam and Dean when they had entered, and Sam noticed he had blue-ish grey eyes. Sam kept looking at him, even though the man had turned his back to the brothers, while Dean decided it was time to do a little investigating by himself, or herself. Whatever it is, I get confused sometimes.
"Geekbomb! Yeah over here!" Dean yelled at one man with spectacles who squinted his eyes and looked at Dean. "What, what is it? Never seen a woman before? Wait, don't answer that. What kind of bar is this? Answer that." The man just hissed at Dean who raised an eyebrow and turned around to another table, where people had started noticing the loud blonde disturbing their game.
"Dean…" said Sam, slowly.
But Dean didn't listen, as his eyes stared at what he was staring. He had found the man. He quietly noticed the man, a guy with white blonde hair, and metallic glasses, playing cards, rather unenthusiastically. But what was most surprising, was the mark on his neck. A red trqieutra.
"Dean…"
But Dean didn't care about Sam at this moment; he had found the man he was looking for! "Yo bitch! Turn around for the pretty lady!" The man slowly turned his head to see the pretty lady, just before he was knocked down by the kick she landed on his neck. The chair had overturned and he was on the floor, his glasses somewhere far, gasping for air as the loud blonde had her shoes between his windpipe. "What the…" he tried to say, and Dean overheard someone yell, "This is just like Daisy Duke all over again!"
Dean rolled his eyes and said, "You're the demon aren't you! Aren't you! Tried to run away, did we? Well I could kick your ass even as a chick!" The man, clearly confused, thinking it was some weird twist in the game as Dean used the word 'demon' asked, "What? What are you talking about? This wasn't what we discussed guys!"
"Damn right it isn't! Don't act so innocent! If you're not the demon, what's with the red triquetra? Hmm? Hmm?"
"Dean…" said Sam again, who didn't care what Dean was doing, because something much more important was happening in front of him.
"Not now Sammy! I found the guy with the mark!" At this point the man spoke up, "The mark? You mean my tattoo? Since when did liking 'Charmed' make me eligible for a free kick from a blonde bimbo such as yourself?"
"Blonde bimbo? Why thank you. I mean… Charmed? The TV show about witches! Oh fuck."
"Dean!"
"What is it Sam?" said a frustrated Dean, as he removed his leg from the guys neck, and noticed Sam pointing to the door, where the earlier man from the bar seemed to be running for his life. "He's our man Dean!" Dean's eyes widened as he ran for the door, followed by his brother from behind.
The bar was ram shackled by Dean's Daisy Duke Incident, and the people started fixing things up. As one of them bend down to pick up some shattered glass, he whispered to his friend, "I'd kill to be in a threesome." The other one looked back at him and said, "Oh yeah, since when?" The man smiled and said, "Since I heard that hot blonde and her friend we're looking for their man…"
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