WHITE RIDER
Happy new year everyone!
WOW: slight and lame. Dean might be overthinking their latest job slightly.
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"Okay Dean, so it looks like this town is being haunted by the White rider."
"The Hoff?"
"No – WHITE rider, not Knight Rider."
"Damnit, I thought for once we'd get a cool job!"
"Okay Dean, focus… the White Rider is a spectral highwayman who's been terrorising this town. He appears during the new moon when the night is darkest wearing a blood-red hat and riding a lame horse."
"A lame horse?"
"Apparently."
"Well, that's cruel."
"What?"
"What I'm saying, Sam, is that this White Rider douche shouldn't be riding his horse when it's lame. It's cruel."
"Dean, your priorities might be slightly off here - it's a spectral horse. It doesn't feel pain. This freak has been terrorising the town and scaring people to death."
"Well, if the horse doesn't feel pain, then how is it lame?"
"I don't know Dean. Some reports say that the horse looks like it's lame. Look, can we get back to the point?"
"The point is that this White Rider is a complete asshole and I'll enjoy icing his skanky ass."
"Whatever Dean, we've got three days before new moon to prepare."
"Hey Sam?"
"What?"
"Do you think there's a spectral vet we could take the horse to?"
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