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- Sammy - Boy With the Demon Blood
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- What the hell was it with him and STDs lately? It made him feel like the Trickster had been watching this whole time, and that was creepy. At least that one was brief. The next one was worse; a sitcom with all the most terrible jokes. Jo and Sawyer were dressed like any pervs fantasy, but the fact that he knew the one who was getting his rocks off on this made Sam's blood boil even more. At least Sawyer was more covered than Jo, for even the sex demon was blushing with what she had covering her. The hoots didn't make her feel any easier.
Cas appeared, and almost helped them escape until the sick b*****d himself strolled in like the hero. When his leer fell on Jo, she shifted behind Dean, fingers clutching his shoulders as she glared right back... behind the safety of her boyfriend. The trickster was mad though, annoyed they were only getting half the message. He wanted to boys to play their role in the real world. "Sam starring as Lucifer. Dean starring as Michael. Your celebrity death match. Play your roles."
"Why the hell would you care about those douche bags?!" Sam snapped, and the glare he got in return was vicious enough to level cities.
"You watch your mouth," he snarled before Sawyer asked her question. Then they were zapped to another twisted reality. This one was a douchey cop show. Sam stared around, and Jo huffed, rubbing over the clothes covering her body in a thank god kind of motion (although she briefly peaked beneath the suit to notice the erotically lacy bra she had on, causing her to scowl again). Sam spotted someone that might actually be the trickster, as evident by the lollipop he put in his mouth. He told the others to follow his lead, and arrogantly put the sunglasses on before he wandered over to the forensics team. Yeah, he'd seen an episode or two; he knew how this went. After several horrible puns that had the idiot laughing, and a very skilled diversion of poking a stick into the dead body, Sam distracted the Trickster while Dean stabbed him with the stick.
The man fell over, and nothing happened until another started laughing. He revealed himself, gloating that they got the wrong guy until Jo snuck up behind him, and mimicked Dean's movements, stabbing him right in the heart. Sure enough, the mirage faded of the man to the monster, and in a flash, everything changed again. Only.... Sam had no idea where he was. He couldn't really... see anything. And he felt weird, even weirder when he could hear his friends talking. And then... they were opening him? What?
"Guys?" he muttered, and his voice echoed. They asked where he was, and then he realized... "Oh crap," was his annoyed response, the car's console lighting up in red flashes along with the sound of his voice. "I don't get it. Every time we try to take him out, it fails!"
"Cas mentioned maybe he wasn't a trickster?" Jo piped in helpfully, and that got Sam thinking.
"He did seem like he knew Cas, didn't he?" Sam said, trying not to be weirded out that he was somehow inside the freaking Impala. Dean also brought up how mad he'd gotten when Sam bad mouthed Michael and Lucifer, and edged on actually knowing what they were dealing with. They set a trap, pulling over on the side of the road so Dean could rummage in the trunk. "Um.... that... that feels uncomfortable," Sam mumbled, and he was certain if cars could blush, the Impala would be tinged pink right now. He didn't want to delve deeper into that thought process while Dean laid the holy oil out and they all stood back. Dean did the calling card, saying they gave up and they wanted out. They'd do it.