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 Lauren Cohen, Brittany Spears, Paris Hilton, Tom Cruise or Katie Holmes, and to anyone else, if I haven't offended you yet, wait I will 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 'Grad theft Autumn/Where is your boy?' Yeah,I like them, so sue me..wait you just might..nevermind .LOL. Hugs from the Winchesters for reviews! Enjoy!!!
Ch 3 "Grand theft Blackberry/where are your Fangirls"
After four hours, the computer screen started to get hazy. She blinked a couple of times, trying to stay awake. It was at that point when Grey started to imagine dozen's of mini, little naked Jared's dancing around the monitor…oh wait that was just her screen saver. She lifted up her head and sighed. How did Pink do this? Every idea she thought of had already been done, each joke seemed stupid ,her choice of monster even seemed dumb. She felt like giving up. Grey almost contemplated finding one of those pot farmers Pink had told her about, that was probably how most of the real writers did it every week, or so she was told.
She reluctantly closed her laptop, bid the naked Padalecki adieu, and got up from the desk. Looking around the overly decorated room, she suddenly felt homesick, or just sick, seeing as Pink only knew about two colors. Seriously what had she been thinking? If the flowers and frilly pillows were not enough to make you gag, you could always check out the girls dolls in every corner of the room. Grey had just started to entertain the thought of decapitating Malibu Barbie, when the door opened.
"So how's it going?"
She looked over to see Pink standing in the doorway. Surprisingly she wasn't wearing her signature color, just jeans and a purple hoodie.
"Just peachy, everything I think of makes me want to shoot myself." Grey replied sarcastically.
Pink shook her head, "If it's that bad maybe you should write for Smallville, I hear they love taking crap and putting it on screen. Just look at Kristen Keuric."
Grey snorted and opened her laptop, after the screen saver dissipated her word document opened up, it was still empty.
"Its hopeless, I can't think of a thing, I might as well be the show 'Reaper' then no one would care either way." she muttered sardonically.
Pink smiled and put a hand on her friends shoulder.
"It can't be that bad ,come on lets take a break and get something to drink." she replied.
Greys eyes lit up.
"Ooh happy hour!"
Pink paused in the doorway, "I was thinking along the lines of iced tea, and people say I'm the alcoholic." she scoffed.
Out of sight, Grey stuck her tongue out.
"I saw that." Pink called over her shoulder.
Grey rolled her eyes and turned off her computer. She forgot that like mothers, all Fangirls had eyes in the back of their heads, that along with x-ray vision. Or was that just Superman? Grey shrugged to herself ,picked up a thick green folder off the desk , and followed the younger girl out.
Downstairs she found Pink sitting at her island in the middle of her kitchen. This was yet another overly decorated room. How anyone sane could live in candy land was Grey's guess; she ignored the cotton candy colored counter-tops, walls and chairs, just to keep herself sane. Well, as sane a grown woman obsessed with a television show could be, that is.
"What's that?' Pink asked referring to the folder in her friends hands.
Grey sat down and poured herself a glass of tea.
"It's the info you wanted on the other girls, hey where are the guys?"
Grey glanced around the room and listened intently for the sound of their voices. Jared and Jensen were nowhere to be seen.
Pink opened a magazine and started flipping through it, without looking up she pointed towards the back door.
"Jared's out back with my mother, I do have to warn you ever since she got divorced she's been like a Spears in heat, sleeping with every hot guy in the room," she paused and flipped a page, "and I think Jensen is still looking for his blackberry."
Grey started to laugh but stopped herself when she realized her friend wasn't joking, oh that's where Pink gets it.
"Um, thanks I'll take that into consideration," she replied awkwardly, as she opened the folder, "anyways you won't believe what the girls have been up to."
Pink looked up.
"Ooh, pray tell."
Grey took a deep breath and tried to hide her smile.
"Well," She sighed and opened the folder, "Get ready, this is about as long as Paris Hiltons rap sheet, first off Harmony was sent to military school, after her parents found out what actually happened on the set." she stopped for dramatic effect,"But to her -and my- amusement it turned out to be an all boys school! However, by the time her parents found this out, she was already enrolled. I talked to her earlier, Harm says that she loves it, sends her regards and says to look her up when she becomes a 'top gun' .I think it has something to do with Tom Cruise, or that cult he's in."
Pink looked down and covered her mouth.
"Wasn't that the same cult that captured Katie Holmes?" she snickered.
Grey nodded and folded the paper over.
"Next would be Jasmine. She-you won't believe this-Jas joined the circus," Pinks eyes grew wide, "You see she was pursuing her passion of becoming a French mine. Sad thing is-"Pink cut-in.
"There's something even sadder than an ambition of becoming a mine?" she asked skeptically.
"Yup," Grey nodded, "She lost her job in the first week for two reasons: one :she didn't respect the rules of becoming a mine, i.e. she couldn't keep her mouth shut, two:-this I want a picture of-It seems that she kept on getting into fist fights with the bearded lady," she paused and did a fake cough, "Lauren Cohan."
Pink rolled her eyes as Grey turned the sheet and continued.
"Ok where were we...Oh yes, Ammi.Well that one was harder than I thought. She pretty much went off the map. The last I herd she was on a mission somewhere in Africa, trying-trying to save the rabid monkeys-yeah I couldn't figure that one out either."
Pink opened her mouth then closed it.
"I'm not even going to comment on that."
"Yup me too," Grey smirked and went on, "Let's see… uh, Red, she opened a White-Indian casino in Las Vegas, with the help of the government and it was going pretty well…" she stopped and chuckled, "that was, until they found out that she wasn't a Native American. My sources- i.e. her parents-say that she is currently hiding out in Mexico under the name Chi-chi Rodriguez. Next would be your cousin-" Pink cut-in
"I know, I know my parents won't shut up about it," Pink paused to try and stop herself from laughing, "It- Its quite funny actually. She wanted to do something good, so she started a charity; unfortunately it was a charity to feed-I can't say this enough- A charity to feed starving models!"
The girls roared with laughter, seriously you really couldn't make this stuff up. Grey thanked her lucky stars she wasn't in Pinks family, she was surprised that they haven't wound up on Jerry Springer yet, this of coarse she kept to herself, Pink had a mean right hook. After composing herself, and wiping the tears from her eyes, Grey proceeded.
"Ok where were we…oh Zenny! Zenny… well, she tried becoming an actress, but when that fell through she turned to music. My reports say she was doing pretty good, very edgy and innovative: but then she went and invented something called a 'silent music video'. Whatever the heck that is, after that she lost her record contract and moved back in with her parents, I hear she now has a steady job in the Wal-Mart on route 12."Grey took a deep breath, Pink was silent.
"The next girl I could find would be… Blue, well she was just so torn after Tom 'escaped' that she moved in with the Pennsylvania Dutch, but was kicked out when they found that she had been harboring a television. That made her want to go out and 'find'herself.She did a 'Brittany'-saved her head- moved into commune, started wearing just black and changed her name to…" Grey squinted at the paper "Ah… W.But her mom says she fine now, and her hair has about grown all back."
It was at this point that Pink dropped her head onto the counter-top.Ok, all of her friends were insane, she made a mental note to the look of the odds of a fangirl being committed. Her guess would be pretty high-as long as Jared didn't cut his hair, and Jensen didn't stop wearing those tight, tight jeans.
Before she could reply, Grey held her hand up.
"Just hold your horses; I saved the best for last," Pink shook her head, "Last but not least Vix. Vix, ok this is funny. It seems that she became a European pop star, until-get this-a sex scandal almost ruined her career, wait there's more,"Grey stopped as Pink started back in disbelief, "rumor has it that the 'scandal' as it was called involved a photo of her, a group of dwarfs, and a life-size cardboard cut-out of Eric Kripke-all dressed as umpa lumpas-which ended up on the weekly world news."
Pink stared back at her, trying to figure out whether to laugh or shoot herself in the foot. She quickly vetoed the latter, because Dr.Padackles wasn't on call.
"Grey… we've only been off set for 3 weeks."
Grey shrugged, and carefully picked up her papers.
"Just think of what would happen if the strike lasted into the summer."
Pink thought the idea over for a second, then gaped in horror.
"They would destroy the world-wouldn't they!?!" she cried out in mock horror.
Grey rolled her eyes then got up and went to the refrigerator. Opening the door, she soon realized that it was almost completely bare, which means that one-she finally figured out how Pink stayed so thin-or two, Jared had been in the house.
"I'm starving, tell me you have something to eat in this dollhouse." she grumbled as she started opening cabinet doors.
Pink, who had gone back to her magazine, looked back up with a confused look on her face.
"What, you want food?" she asked blankly.
"Yes, food Pink, you know the edible stuff that makes you not hungry?" Grey gave her an annoyed look.
"It's the boys." Pink sighed. "They're guys they eat everything that isn't nailed down." She said sagely.
Grey looked back over at her, "Then what are-"she stopped as a phone rang in the distance.
Pink looked around the room.
"Who's phone is that? I know its not mine, my cell plays fall out boy." she muttered.
Grey took a deep breath.
"It's Jared's. Sandy's been calling." she scoffed.
Pink quickly looked back down.
"Oh sorry." she mumbled, pretending to be interested in an article about Nichole Ritchie.
Grey looked down at the floor, she could tell Pink was avoiding the subject, because who would ever be interested in Nichole Ritchie?
"It wouldn't be that bad..."she trailed off.
Pink looked around for any excuse to escape, bit her lip and turned back to Grey, defeated.
"Um.So does she call a lot?"
Grey turned around and opened another cabinet.
"Yeah,just about every two hours," she stopped when she found a box of granola bars, " What do you do when girls call Jensen?" She asked taking out a bar.
Pink didn't look up as she turned a page "Nothing."
Grey took a bite and made a face, it tasted like kibble, no wonder the guys hadn't touched it.
"What do you mean, you just sit there and listen?" she asked incredulously.
The young girl didn't look up.
"No, girls don't call him." Pink replied nonchalantly.
Grey rolled her eyes, "How do you know?"
Pink circled something on the page then reached into her hoodie pocket.
"Because I," she stopped and showed her a blackberry, "Have his phone."
Grey laughed aloud, and hopped up onto the counter. Just as Jared walked back in.
"What's so funny?" he asked.
The girls locked eyes for a second then laughed again.
"Nothing." they replied in unison.
The young man rolled his eyes then opened the refrigerator.
"So what's for dinner?" he asked.
Grey shrugged, "Don't ask me, I can't cook. Ask Pink"
Jared turned around and folded his arms. Pink scoffed.
"I swear men have bottomless stomachs,"she shook her head, "I'm tired of cooking, why we don't just order takeout?"
Jared and Grey locked eyes.
"Sounds good to me," she replied, "what would Jensen want?"
Pink picked up a Chinese take-out menu from an assortment on the counter.
"I don't know, Jared would you mind asking if he wants anything from the Golden palace, I think he's in the TV. room? And if that doesn't sound good we can also get pizza." she asked slowly.
Jared nodded, "Yeah, just make sure you get extra egg rolls." he replied on his way out of the kitchen.
Grey picked up another menu and flipped through it.
"I'm not really in the mood for Chinese; if I'm paying I want cheese burgers."
Pink stood back up and a grabbed a cordless off the counter.
"Get whatever you want," she stopped and reached into her pocket once more, "It's on Jared." she finished, holding up the mans wallet.
Greys eyes grew wide.
"I can't believe you! What else do have in those pockets?"
Pink laughed and shrugged.
"Just my phone, and some keys." she muttered.
Grey nodded then paused and reached into her own pocket.
"Holy-those are mine!"
Pink held her hands up in surrender, and tried to look innocent. Grey stomped over and snatched them back.
"Has anyone ever asked if you were a kleptomaniac?"
Before Pink could answer, the boys walked back in.
"A klepto and a narcoleptic? Gee Jen and I sure did hit the jackpot." Jared quipped.
In lieu of an anwser, the girls just stuck their tongues out.
Jensen, who was studying the menu, noticed his phone on the counter.
"Dang I've been looking for thing all day!"
Pink bit her lip.
"I found it the island." she supplied.
Jensen smiled and hugged her. Grey felt like barfing. That was when she remembered something.
"Hey what was second stipulation that Kripke wanted?" she asked slowly.
The boys shifted uneasily in their shoes.
"Oh, I thought I already told you." Jensen replied without making eye contact.
"Ah… no." the girls shook their heads.
Jensen took a deep breath and sat down.
"Well, since he can't be there to look after you guys, Dawn decided…"
"Decided what?" Grey asked.
Jensen looked down and mumbled something.
Pinks eyes darted around suspiciously, "Jensen what is it?"
Jared stuck his hands in his pickets then busied himself by reading the box of granola bars that were sitting next to Grey. She didn't even say anything when he opened one and took a bite. Grey was all of a sudden reminded of those old cartoons when one of the characters would eat something that didn't agree with them, when their eyes would bug out, and then they'd rush to nearest watering hole and subsequently duck their head into a bucket of water or a horse trough. When she saw that very thing in real life-Jared taking a bite, stopping, eyes bulging out, then dashing madly to the nearest sink, and finally sticking his head under the facet, like he was on fire-she couldn't quite believe it. Grey even had to cover her mouth when she started snorting like a pig.
After pulling his head away from the facet the tall man made a disgusted face, and folded his arms trying to look casual. The group then turned back to Jensen, as if nothing had happened.
"So?.."Asked Pink.
He bit his lip and sighed. Pink made another mental note-to get him to do that more.
"Well…,"the older man began, "he said that she was sending…"Jensen trailed off.
"Sending who?" Grey asked annoyed.
Jensen looked over at his friend, Jared was still making strange faces and sticking his tongue out, so no help there.
"Her daughters, to help with the filming." he finished softly.
They sat in silence, for a moment. Jared patted Grey on the back, who looked like she was about to cry. Pink scoffed and shook her head, then laughed aloud.
Grey-who had now gotten her hug-looked up.
"What's soo funny this is horrible news!" she cried out.
Pink continued laughing, Jensen grabbed her hand in concern.
"Maybe we broke her." He stated.
Pink calmed down, "No, no I'm fine. I just realized I had worse news."
Jared and Grey locked eyes.
"What?" they asked in unison.
Pink covered her mouth and composed herself.
"Those granola bars, are actually cat treats."
Grey nodded.
"Oh that is worse."