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Bobby looked at them both and then to me, "okay, so what did you find about the orbit?" he asked mainly directed at me for he could tell the boys were useless.
Before I could say anything Sam interjected his own two cents, "so what we heard while we were at the bar was that the one student was talking about a legend where a girl fell in love and had an affair with a professor when he called it off she killed herself."
"The janitor did say he did not go up there into his office alone" Dean forced in his own comment.
"As I was saying," Sam glared at Dean who had a mouth full of food, "Dean was off seducing some trashy girl named Starla."
"Hey, her name was not Starla and she was a classy girl who studied folklore and I was trying to get information out of her" Dean objected his brother's accusation.
They both looked at me, "which one of us is telling the truth?" they demanded.
I looked from one to the other, "I don't know was not paying attention but I do know Dean was drinking purple nurples" I informed them, it was more I remembered I just did not want to get in the middle of their bickering, again.
At this point I think Bobby could feel my pain, I turned and looked at them, "so we followed the only lead we had, I snuck into the building and tried to see if there were any more traces of a ghost, nothing not a damn trace. That's not all while I was doing that the boys were talking to one student, who had an outer space experience" I rolled my eyes.
We ended up telling him about Curtis's abduction, the professor who got eaten by a sewer alligator and the mishaps between the brothers.
"Hey I didn't take your fucking laptop" Dean objected.
"And I didn't do anything to the stupid Impala" Sam retaliated.
"You igits, now sit down and shut up, I know what you guys are dealing with." Bobby watched as the boys sat by the table.
He looked at me who was still sitting on the bed, "the only weird thing is why are you not being affected?" he sighed, "either or Sam, Dean did not take your computer" Dean Fist pumped the air in victory. Sam tried to object but Bobby hushed him, "And Dean, Sam didn't flatten your tires, if you guys would pull your head out of your asses you would realize what you are dealing with!" he sounded like a father scolding his sons.
It amused me how they acted as family, one dysfunctional family, but one none the less. They stared at Bobby, "I have nothing" they said together in sync it still creeped me out.
"You guys are dealing with a trickster" he told them, "the trickster has realized you guys are getting close to it, so it has pinned you two against one another, so it has to be someone who has not met all three of you together"
I sprung off from the bed, "The janitor, he has only met you two" I suggested, "He has also been at all the crime scenes they all happened in or by the school."
"The janitor, come on that is just silly" Sam shot down my idea.
"That actually could be true," Bobby stated.
"So what is it, a spirit or demon?" Dean asked.
"Demigod-like immortal creatures that thrive on creating mischief and mayhem, with the power to make objects materialize out of thin air, the Trickster accomplishes its destructive feats via unusual and often humorous means, its intent to humble the self-important. The Trickster's metabolism is so fast that it craves sugary treats and consumes calories voraciously. To kill a Trickster one must obtain a stake dipped in the blood of its victim and plunge it into the creature's heart. Famous Tricksters include Loki of Scandinavian myth and Anansi of West Africa," Bobby told them.
"Well that is just going to be a cake walk" Dean snorted, "now how do we trap it?"
I looked at them both with smile, "Do what you boys have been doing so well this whole entire time, fight" they both stared at me with a dumb founded look, "I know I have been telling you guys all week to cram it, but this time it will be useful, you two fight and distract it. Bobby and I will go get some stakes dipped in his victim's blood and then we can show down with the damn thing."
Reluctantly the boys agreed and we split up, Bobby and I broke into the morgue, so we could hopefully get some blood from one of the two dead victims.
Night fall came and Dean was still pacing outside of the school, "Eh, Screw this," He entered the building, poking around cautiously with his flashlight. As he went up the last staircase he put the flashlight away and pulled out a large wooden stake. He hears something behind him; he quickly tucks the stake into his jacket, and enters the theater. On the stage is a round red bed with tacky canopy and a slowly rotating disco ball. Two women sprawled on it seductively. As he gets to the stage, they crawl towards him.
"Hello Dean we have been waiting for you" they spoke seductively.
"Oh lord," Dean muttered, "sorry ladies, not tonight" he stammered a little. They continued to press their luck with him, "Look I know you girls are not real and I have to say I prefer my girls real"
"It is a peace offering; I know who you and your brother are, I don't know what the girl is to you but I do know you two are hunters." He stated.
"I like your style" he turned around at the girls and then back to the trickster, "I really like your style and with the alien that was great. There just happens to be a small problem with that, you killed people and because of that I can't let you live"
The trickster looked at him disgruntled, "I really like you Dean, I can hurt you if I wanted too, just take the peace offering, let me skip out of town and we will never see each other again."
"No deal" Dean told him.
"Sam was right you know you should have not come alone" the trickster wiped the grin off his face.
"I will have to agree with you" Dean smiled back as the two doors opened to the theater, Sam and Bobby at one door and I at the other.
"It was a trick? Not bad, but do you want to see a real magic trick?" he snapped his fingers and Leatherface appeared behind Sam and tries to kill him with a chainsaw.
The two girls that the trickster made appear attacked Dean, I rushed to the trickster and stabbed it from behind.
"I really don't like bimbo's touching that perfect ass of mine" I told the trickster as he died. The illusions he created disappeared.
"Your perfect ass?" Sam asked shaking his head at me, "never mind I don't want to know."
"Let's get out here before the 5-0 show up" I told them, as we walked out of the theater and school.
"You know I did really like him, he had a sense of humor" Dean said as he got into the driver seat of the Impala.
I looked back at the school and for a brief moment swore the trickster was in the window waving at me, but as I blinked he was gone.
As we drove back to the motel, Sam looked over at his brother, "Dean I am sorry about all of the things I said."
"I know Sam, I am too" Dean told him.
Bobby rolled his eyes, "you boys are breaking my heart"
"Hey who is going to apologize to me? I had to put up with you two for a whole week of this shit!" I demanded some repayment of some form.
Dean looked in the rearview mirror and smiled that ever gorgeous smile, "you can pick where we eat dinner."
I laughed, "you really know how to charm a girl you know that?"