Title: Spn Takeover, the breaks over.
Author Pinkkitty85
Summary: The Fangirls from the original Takeover are back for another round.
Disclaimer: Don't own Kripke does, so don't sue. No Offense to anyone, total crack. No offense to Katie Cassidy, Lindsay Lohan, Eric kripke, aka the fangirl Messiah, lol. And most of all no offense to Jensen and Jared, and of coarse my fellow Fangirls. This is just another installment of my series that started with 'All work and no play' seriously I didn't know it would go this far. Big thanks to my friend Ariane, for her never-ending ideas. For those of you who think the title looks familiar, it's from a Fall out boy song called 'The take over, the breaks over', I just thought it fit. And by writing this I am not saying I don't support the writers strike, it's just something to pass the time, while we wait. Hugs from the Winchesters for reviews. Enjoy!
Ch 2 "Sasquatch and fire-crotch."
Pink sighed loudly and flung herself dramatically onto the barstool. She was exhausted; Pink had just spent the last three hours calling and telling the girls the news, and let's just say they weren't happy. Two had threatened to hunt her down, another threatened to annoy her to death, dang Katie Cassidy had a bad temper. A lot more promised to salt and burn her bones, that was the last time she contacted the Team Winchester mailing list, it all seemed to give a new meaning to don't shoot the messenger; when you could always inflict psychological harm. Just when she started to bang her head on the countertop, a childish snicker called her to attention.
"Drama queen."
Pink looked up to see Jared raiding her refrigerator.
"What did you say?"
Jared busied himself with a tray of cookies.
"Nothing, what did you hear?" he muttered.
Pink rolled her eyes.
"I'd rather not re-peat it."
Jared shrugged, "Then I guess we'll never know."
Pink smiled, "Sasquatch."
Jared turned around.
"Stalker."
Pink smiled, her friends always knew how to cheer her up.
"Bitch."
Jared shut the refrigerator door.
"Lindsay Lohan wannabe." He retorted.
Pink opened her mouth to reply, then closed it, and shrugged. He did have a point.
"Wait," she narrowed her yes, "Blond cokehead, or redheaded slut?"
"Redheaded slut." chimed Grey as she walked in.
Pink contemplated this for a moment, before she realized that she should be offended.
"Hey!"
Grey shrugged as she grabbed a seat next to her friend.
"I call things as I see them." she replied.
Pink glared, "Well at least I didn't corrupt the game of twister."
Grey's eyes grew wide, every time they argued Pink brought up the twister mat, which she was embarrassed to say was in her purse at that very moment.
"Will you give it a rest about the twister mat!?!" she cried.
Meanwhile Jared hoped up on the counter and opened up a bag of chips.
"Ok," Pink muttered as she turned her head, "Twister-ho."
"What?" Grey asked slowly.
Pink gave her an innocent 'who me' look, as she hoped off the barstool, then repeated the nickname once more.
"Twister-ho."
Grey turned around, sending a death glare in Pinks direction. She waited until her friend was in the door-way before she replied.
"Fire-crotch."
Pink stopped abruptly like someone had slapped her, then turned around looking murderous .Grey and few others adapted the Lohan nickname after Vix and Pink started calling her the 'twister-ho'.
"You wouldn't dare." she seethed.
Grey smiled evilly ,yeah she would.
"Fire-crotch." She replied getting to her feet.
Pink crossed the room in a second.
"Twister.Ho."
At this point Jared had his phone flipped out, there was no way he would miss this. One hand still eating the chips, he carefully hit zoom, just as the slapping began.
"Twister-"
"Fire-"
There were few things in life that had the intensity of a girl fight ,when men fought blood was spilled, but when girls fought everyone else in the room seemed to get bloody. Thus knowing this Jared stayed on the counter, happily eating his chips.
"OW!my hair!"
"Earrings! Watch the earrings!"
It was at this point that Jared started cheering, and Pink somehow got her friend in a headlock.
"Say you're a twister-ho, say it." Pink smirked.
Grey's nostrils flared, before she stomped on Pink's foot and elbowed her in the stomach.
"That's for letting an animal doctor treat me! And pink is a spring color, it's the middle of January for god sakes!"
Pink took a step back, it was one thing to call her a ho, but it was another to down her favorite color.
"Didn't you hear? Jared likes his girls …skinny!"
That of coarse was all it took before the slapping started again. Which was right around the time Jensen walked in.
"What is going on here?" he asked stepping alongside Jared.
"Cat-fight." he muttered handing his friend the bag of chips.
Jensen pushed it away.
"I know-but why are you filming it?"
Jared chuckled, "Because I missed my chance last time they were fighting."
Jensen gave his friend a funny look, and then turned back towards the girls.
"But why haven't you stopped it?"
Jared rolled his eyes and hopped off the counter.
"Because one, I don't want to lose an eye, and two I'm going to post this on youtube."
Jensen smacked the boy on the back then cleared his throat. The girls continued. He tried it once more, as Jared laughed.
"Would you like me to try?" He asked mischievously.
"Fine, like you could do any better." he added sarcastically.
Jared stuck his tongue out and closed his phone.
"Oh girls, "he called out as Jensen scoffed, "We've decided to quit our jobs!"
At this point Grey had Pink in a headlock, and froze mid-noogie, dropping the surprised girl on her butt.
"Ow!" Pink yelled as she hit the hardwood.
"Wha!?!" Grey shrieked at a loss for words.
"What did he say!?!" Pink called out from the floor.
The boys smiled. Grey reached out and helped her up.
"What did you hear?" Jared smirked.
The girls narrowed their eyes, Pink rubbed her backside and Grey pouted.
"I rather not," Pink stopped, "Oh I am not falling for that again!"
Grey looked over at her, "Are you sure your not a blond?"
"So not the time!" Pink scolded, "Now what is this we hear about quitting?"
The boys laughed, only these girls could be at each others throats one second, and best buddies the other. Jensen cleared his throat.
"Never mind that, we just wanted to get your attention, Eric called he has an idea."
The girls sat down.
"Were listening." they replied in unison.
"Well, he said that with the strike and everything you girls could probably get Dawn to let you do another episode." he started.
Pink nodded.
"Why would Eric worry about us, when he has the studio heads to contend with?" Grey asked slowly.
"He wants production to go on as long as it can, so the studio will continue paying the crew." Jensen added.
Pink nodded once more deep in thought. Grey was still doubtful.
"There's no way he would agree after what happened before." she replied skeptically.
Jensen poured a cup of coffee, "he does have a few stipulations…"
"Ha! I knew it; these things always come with catches-"Pink cut her off.
"Shush, what would we have to do?" she asked intently.
Jensen smiled.
"It won't be easy." he cautioned.
Grey slapped her hand on the table, "Like I said there's a catch-"Pink held up her hand.
"Irregardless, I still want to know what they are."
Jared laughed; this was like watching two little girls bicker over a baby doll.
"There's only two," Jensen began as the girls waited impatiently, "The first one is because of what happened last time-"Grey cut-in.
"See I told you!" Pink clamped a hand over her friend's mouth.
"Continue."
Jensen took a deep breath and tried not to laugh.
"Well, he says that you can only bring four other girls."
She let go of Grey, and her face fell.
Jensen bit his lip, and Jared spoke up.
"Did he say which girls she couldn't bring?"
Jensen shook his head, "Nope, just that he couldn't have as big a crowd as last time, since he'll be on the picket lines the whole time."
Grey sighed deeply, defeated. The four of them sat glumly in silence. Pink stood up and started pacing.
"It could work," she muttered, "I mean we could just say that this time we wouldn't need a crew..." she trailed off.
Grey, Jensen and Jared locked eyes.
"You really think you could pull something like this off, with only four girls?" Jared asked hopeful.
"All they really have to do is write and produce." Jensen added.
Grey stared wide-eyed at her companions.
"Am I the only one who thinks we can't do this? Last time it took over a dozen of us just to write the damn thing."
Pink rubbed her chin and ignored her friend.
"We'd have to have a darn good story, not to mention snappy dialogue."
The boys smiled.
"With as much television as you two watch? You'd have a harder time trying not to talk like we do." Jared chuckled.
Grey threw up her hands.
"That's it you guys are nuts. Pink, think about it, get your head out of the gutter, do we even want to get mixed up in something like this?"
Pink stopped. It might anger some of the writers who are in the fight, but if Kripke was on their side, she wasn't worried.
"Don't even go there missy, "Pink stopped and smiled, "you have a reserved spot in the gutter, yourself." She finished crossing her arms.
Grey laughed then looked at the boys.
"Fine I give up, this is your show Pink, one gutter queen reporting for duty." Grey teased.
Pink smiled, "Ok first things first we need to contact the older girls, weren't they on your list, you did finish your list, right?"
Grey sat back down, "Yeah, kinda." She finished slowly.
Pink narrowed her eyes.
"What do you mean 'kinda'?"She asked suspiciously.
"Well," Grey looked down, "I finished reading the list, and then I checked my e-mail and I found out someone sent me the trailer for 'Ten inch hero'. Sorry but once a gutter girl always a gutter girl."
Pink covered her face.
Jensen smiled, "Ok, what is this 'gutter' you two keep talking about?"
Jared laughed. They had been spending way too much time in the company of Fangirls.
"Better question, what's in the Sam-hill is the 'special hell'?"
The girls locked eyes for a moment, and then busted out in laughter.
The men threw up their hands.
"That's it we're done."