Oh the places you'll go (Winchesters)

[The Trickster]

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The Trickster danced his way through the forests of this tiny town. He laughed at the sound of campers screaming, the group of boy scouts who weren’t exactly the definition of boy scouts. He heard the grunts and growling of the mad creation he had made, big foot. The Trickster had taken a chocolate bar out of his jacket pocked and broke it into pieces as he watched the chaos. He had teleported himself into the tree tops and waited.

After the big foot had vanished, The Trickster felt something, something that he knew would happen soon, people looking for big foot, more people to mess with. This was going to be the best entertainment that he could have in this town. He didn’t really care what happened to the people in it, hell, there was very little he cared about. He didn’t care when he killed that professor and Scientist and he really didn’t care when he killed Dean Winchester over what was it……one hundred times?

The Trickster loved that time loop. It was so much fun to watch the many different ways that he could kill Dean Winchester and mess with Sam Winchester. The best was when he dropped the piano on top of him. That was pure, classic comedy, something he would probably be yelled at by his older brothers if they knew that this was him.

He sighed as he finished off the chocolate bar. The Trickster carelessly threw the wrapper down on the ground, well watching it slowly fall to the ground. Then, big foot appeared again. Gabriel watched the monster creation run around in circles, trying to figure out who he could scare next, who he could punish next.

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TAGGED Dean and Sam!
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[Sam Winchester]

Another day another case, that was just the way of the hunter. One town after another it was mostly the same old song and dance. Find a problem, kill a supernatural there. But what about those that come close, those that seemed to make a difference and scream, not everyone who's supernatural is completely bad. That's the hardest part, to walk the line and know when its okay to kill and when it may not quite be. Its a struggle a hunter must undertake everyday and then know at the end of the day that it was something right that they did and not something ego headed or just pure out spiteful for no reason or the only reason alone is that, that is all they really know how to do. Guilt can lay a heavy conscience on a man, no matter how hard they seem to play the tough gyy.

However, when a string of people go missing or dying, and people are saying its something unnatural, then one has to break down what should be done. Best way most have found is go investigate, assess the situation, and then if after everything the case is for real and the unnatural is terrorizing innocents for unjust reasons the option of taking it out is sound, plausable, and reasonable. But what about those that terrorized, and then suddenly turn around and help, do you kill them even after you know they saved your bacon more than once, even if they go back to tormenting humans. That there is a tough break, one that should and cannot be weighed lightly. After all, they saved you from something worse than even they could ever possibly be. What sort of message would that send if they were put out of existance.

That right there was the problem for Sam Winchester, though he didn't even know it yet as he had sifted through reports a few days back at one of the motels they had been staying in. One on a running loose supposed big foot in some place that normally didn't have lore or stories origianlly about the creature in there area. He had given the report to his brother Dean to look at for good measure. Days later they were miles away from that motel and that town they had been in, to persue the far fetched tale of big foot. It wasn't a long drive, but days in the car with Dean were like months sometimes. Especially when his brother would get enough energy and hypeness to start singing to his eight track tapes or the radio. When they finally got into town though they started asking around right away about incedences and sightings of this supposed big foot the town was all coo over.

After getting a handful of information and a idea of where the thing could be spotted him and Dean were sure fire to go and investigate to see if they could potentially get any leads on the case at hand. Dean and him gathered what supplies they had thought they would need and had left the hotel leaving the car parked still in front. The forest wasn't all that far away and they knw where they were going they wouldn't be able to use any car. They didn't care how long it took, so long as they would find the answers. As they walked Sam looked at a mini map of where the supposed location of this big foot was. Looking up he pointed in a specific direction.

"This way" he stated to his brother. "That's at least what the map says anyway. You keepin' up okay back there Dean?"

TAGGED: Dean Gabriel
WORDS: Long
NOTES: Lovely Gabriel big foot lol
LYRICS: Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf
CREDIT: Sam of Lucifers Calling

[Dean Winchester]

. || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Back in black. Sneak attack." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . A few days ago Sam had come to Dean with some crazy story about an alleged big foot sitting. Of course at first, Dean had been skeptical about it. He had a feeling that there was something more to the story. It couldn't have been a real big foot, that wasn't possible. Any hunter knew that he was a hoax. Just an elaborate scheme made up to make people think there was something out there. The closest thing to a big foot was a wendigo. Dean knew that there were no cases of Wendigo sightings in said area and it made him think. The next few days Dean helped Sam out with the research crossing out all possible rationale explanations. There had to be something else behind it, but the only way to be certain was to follow the trail. So the brothers made the drive to the small town and began asking around. Ideas running through Deans mind as he tried to think of some of the things it could be. But all the stories seemed to add up. Was it really a big foot? He hoped it wasn't just another case of a Tupla like they had encountered a few years back. Dean nodded when Sam pointed in the direction that they were to go. "Lead the way Spooky." Dean shot with a smirk. He wasn't sure if Sam would pick up on his X-Files reference or not, but it was still fun to know things that his brother didn't. He started walking as Sam made his way to the woods adjusting the bag on his shoulder. He had grabbed a little bit of everything not quite sure what to expect out there. He had a shotgun in hand resting it on his shoulder as he followed his brother. When Sam asked him if he was keeping up he shot him a sarcastic smile as he caught up and looked over at him. "Of course. I was just watching your back as usual." he smarted off with a smirk. . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Take, my hand. Off to Never Never Land." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Tagged:Sam, Gabriel Word Count: 341

[The Trickster]

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The Trickster still sat in his tree. He continued to eat more chocolate, loosening the leash he held on his big foot creation. The Trickster finished off one more candy bar and dropped it. He looked up at the sky that he could barely see and wondered what everyone was up to. From the look of things, the Winchesters had succeeded in the mission that Gabriel had given them through the porno tape Casa Erotica. How he loved that porno movie. The Trickster smiled. He was a big tv addict.

His thoughts still wrapped around the thought of father returning to heaven. After all, he did have enough in him to bring Gabriel back from the dead why couldn’t the Trickster think about his father returning to heaven? It was the only thing that made Gabriel happy, to think that father will return. Gabriel still wouldn’t return to heaven. He had been around for a while and wondered what father had brought him back to do. Oh well, Gabriel knew he would know when the times comes. Another thought had occurred to him. He wondered what heaven would be like now if he was up there running it. Nah, that would just be stupid. Gabriel would never do that. He couldn’t even think about taking his father’s place like Michael did.

The Trickster heard something in the distance. He leaned foreword and squinted his eyes. He saw the tall figure of Sam Winchester. Ooo this was going to be fun. He knew the Winchesters knew that he was dead, or at least thought he was dead. This is going to be fun and entertaining. The Trickster still sat there waiting for them to find his candy wrappers. He snapped his fingers and allowed the Big Foot creation to growl in the distance, behind the tree that he was in so that they would come over or so he hoped. He still sat there waiting for them to do something, watching their every move.

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TAGGED Dean and Sam!
NOTES
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[Sam Winchester]

"Eh heh, nice one smartass." he stated as he folded up the paper, and then he heard the noise in the far distance. "Oh lovely. Tell me that was your oversized pit of a stomach, otherwise we got company."

He kept walking though. He knew it wouldn't be a good idea to just up and high tail, that wasn't their style. Though Sam had a for sure feeling it wasn't Deans annoying stomach. That it really was something living, breathing, and moving from the sounds of it. He kept the map close just in case. Turning he followed the noise, trying to seek out is origin. Sam sure as hell hoped that this was no hoax, or he would pay a pretty penny to string the asshole that decided to cause the hoax up by his shirt on a post and then leave him or her for the locals to torment. Sure it wasn't nice, but at least it would give a good laugh. He even chuckled in his head about the idea a bit.

"I think its up this way further, whether it be big foot or not." he stated plainly, he himself had not noticed the wrappers on the ground. "Come on."

TAGGED: Dean Gabriel
WORDS: sad day its shorter
NOTES: noe
LYRICS: Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf
CREDIT: Sam of Lucifers Calling

[Dean Winchester]

. || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Back in black. Sneak attack." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Dean smirked arrogantly when Sam told him nice one. He raised his brows quickly before snapping his head around when hearing the noise. He raised a brow and looked back over at Sam when he asked if that had been his stomach. "Uh. No. I came prepaired this time." Dean said pulling out a bag of Cheetos from his sack. He slid them back in there. "I believe that would be big foot." Dean said. He shook his head and followed Sam through the woods at a normal pace and sliding the shotgun off of his shoulder. If it really was big foot, he wasn't sure what type of creature to expect. He hoped that his shotgun would actually do some damage. "You don't think that it could be another Wendigo do you?" he asked Sam as he looked around. "God I hope not. I didn't bring my firewood. I hate those sons a bitches." he joked. He continued on his feet crunching on the twigs and leaves on the forest floor. He froze as one of them snapped loudly, and he looked around making sure that bigfoot didn't hear it. "Sam, look." he said pointing to the forest floor where a candy wrapper lay. "You don't suppose we got Yogi bear rampaging about out here do you?" he asked with a tilt of his head. "Where's the damn picnic basket." he added looking around once more. . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Take, my hand. Off to Never Never Land." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Tagged:Sam, Gabriel Word Count: 317

[The Trickster]

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The Trickster watched the Winchester brothers and shook his head in disappointment. Man, they really do get blinder and blinder every time he meets them, though this time he doesn’t blame them since he hadn’t seen them for a year or so, something like that. Gabriel ate another candy bar, munching on it silently, and when he was finished with that one, he dropped it and watched it land on Sam’s head. He smiled and lightly clapped so the boys couldn’t hear and he teleported out of the tree, now silently behind them leaning against another tree. These two were so fun to mess with and wondered why he didn’t do it more often… oh wait he knew why. He was DEAD… that’s why.

The Trickster made his creation run past them and stop behind a few trees. He just stood there with a wicked smile on his face. A few moments later, the big foot creation stopped right in front of the brothers and glared, nostrils flaring. It stared at them straight in the eyes, awaiting its “fate” or “doom”. The Trickster just stood behind them, watching it all happen. This was really going to make his night. It was almost as good as the day Lucifer and him played a prank on Michael all that time ago. Man did Gabriel miss the good old days, where he could act so immature, oh wait… he still did.

The Trickster took out some jelly babies and started eating those, not making a sound, waiting for the Winchesters to make their move. He smiled at Dean’s statement about Yogi Bear. Hmm, maybe he should have attached a picnic basket to some string, make sure that Dean saw there was pie in there and pull it away when Dean tries to grab it… kind of like the dollar bill trick. That would have been funny to him too. Oh well, save it for next time.

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[Sam Winchester]

Only after a few steps, Sam suddenly had felt the wrapper fall like a autumn leaf on his head. As he looked up, the wrapper had fell off his head and toward the ground. Sam quickly grabbed it and looked at it with curiousity. Something screwy was going on, that was for sure, but what. He knew he had seen something like this from somewhere else before, but where. Furrowing his brows a bit he thought hard about it, but unfortunately his thoughts were coming up short. He crumpled the wrapper up and just let it fall fully to the ground. One thing Sam did know was that unless there had been someone human out there, wrappers of candy were not supposed to be. He was about to turn and keep going, but when he turned he saw the one thing that made his eyes go wide and jerk back just a bit out of being slightly started.

"Uh, unless Yogi Bear looks like that, I don't think it's Yogi Bear...." he stated uncertainly to his brother and drew out a pistol, not quite something as big as Dean's gun but enough to distract. "And its not a Wendigo either....."

He looked back at Dean for options and raised the gun at the creature. He knew that the moment they shot the thing it would become an angry beast, real or trickster made. He tried thinking in his head, if it really was a real big foot, how the blazes would they kill the thing. He tried to remember any lore on the supposed big foot, but there was nothing. Something just seemed terribly off, and Sam was starting to feel itchy over it. As he cocked the pistol and held steady with a laser focus he looked to Dean for options.

"So now what?" he stated frantically but with a cool demeaner. "Looks like its big foot after all."

TAGGED: Dean Gabriel
WORDS: around 300 ish
NOTES: Wrappers on my head, really lol nice one XD
LYRICS: Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf
CREDIT: Sam of Lucifers Calling

[Dean Winchester]

. || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Back in black. Sneak attack." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Dean looked at Sam with a raised brow when the candy wrapper fell on his head. He looked up at the trees automatically and didn't see anything. He was starting to get the funny feeling that they were being watched. When he heard the beast he spun quickly on his heels and cocked his shotgun. "Whoa! Down Yogi! I think Yogi got a hold of some steroids." Dean snapped pointing the shotgun at the Big Foot. When Sam said that it wasn't a Wendigo that it was really a Big Foot Dean threw him a well duh face before speaking, "Thank you captain obvious." he said with a roll of his eyes. He looked back over at the beast as Sam asked him what to do next. He had to think fast before the beast attacked. "Fire away!" he shouted. It wasn't a Wendigo, so shooting it probably wouldn't just piss it off. He lifted the shot gun, aimed at the creatures head and pulled the trigger. The kick knocked his shoulder back slightly as he looked over the barrel to see the results of the shot. If it was still standing, then he'd go for option 2. Run. . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Take, my hand. Off to Never Never Land." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Tagged:Sam, Gabriel Word Count: 330ish

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The Trickster watched the Winchesters from behind and listened to them talk. They seemed a little confused about the Big Foot in front of them and Dean’s statements never ceased to amuse him. Roaring laughter came from behind them as he snapped his fingers and they were now shooting at nothing.

“Wow, you guys get stupider and stupider every time I see you. You have no clue how much entertainment it brings me.” Gabriel smiled and clapped as he walked towards him.

“happy seeing you two idiots again. How’s life treating you?” Gabriel asked curiously and folded his arms across his chest and smiled at them.

The Trickster wondered what his real reason was for finding these two. He knew that they had sort of became allies after all he did save their lives by sacrificing himself so they could get away with his ex-girlfriend Kali. The Trickster looked at the Winchesters and waited for their reaction to seeing him again. He was dead and now he was alive and kicking again. The Trickster rolled his eyes at what seemed to be an eternity of silence.

“come on, say something. Its not like this is unusual for you two, seeing the dead come back…” He finally said again.

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[Sam Winchester]

Sam had just shot off a few rounds when the thing had suddenly just, vanished. This made him blink a little out of confusion. One minute a snarling big foot was there, the next it wasn't. It didn't make any sense. That is it didn't make any sense until a familiar voice sounded in his ears. But how the blazes could that be? He was dead! Lucifer had killed him a while back. How on Gods green earth was he there? Sam had to wonder if Gabe had done the old switch-a-roo with another of his doubles again and faked his death. But that couldn't of been possoble, he was killed by Lucifer, or was it? This just further confused Sam over the matter. How many of them were going to just pop up out of no where. Sam wasn't sure if he should be happy to see him or not though in this case.

"Gabriel?!" he exclaimed with some shock. "What the-. Your dead! Well at least you were......your not a clone of you are you?"

Basically all the what the hells and oh my gods were all piled up in Sams head at once. This was just too much weird. He had finally lowered his gun so as to show no hostilities. He had a bad feeling that Dean was going to find some reason to get mad and probably kick his ass from worry or just pure anger. Sam stood at more of a calm stance than before. But was Gabriel still an ally to them. He sure hoped so, otherwise they would have to find a way to remake sure Gabe was dead again. He was willing to give Gabriel a chance though seeing as they had, had there bacons saved by him heavily when Lucifer was out of his cage. He just hoped Dean remembered that moment before he'd get all mad at Gabriel. Though a part of him wanted to almost yell at him as well for making them chase a trail like that and him still thinking there morons.

TAGGED: Dean Gabriel
WORDS: Mid
NOTES: How are you! How are you! Really Gabriel! Thats what you have to say to us after being dead! OMG LOL! HAHAHA!!!
LYRICS: Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf
CREDIT: Sam of Lucifers Calling

[Dean Winchester]

. || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Back in black. Sneak attack." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Dean saw the big foot vanish and blinked lowering his shot gun. He raised a brow and looked over at Sam trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Something here just didn't add up. He started racking his brain to think of why it all seemed so familiar. Then when he heard the voice behind him, it all made sense. "Gabriel, you son of a bitch!" he said clenching his teeth. He turned around to look at the Trickster with a deep scowl. "How in the hell are you still alive? There is no way you could have tricked Lucifer." he said with a glare and a look of disgust. He had half a mind to pump a few rounds into the arch but knew that it would just be a waste of his ammunition. If only he had the colt. "So, to what do we owe the displeasure of seeing your ugly mug again? Who should we send the hate mail to?" he snapped resting the shotgun on his shoulder and eyeing the angel. Needless to say he was not happy to see him, and he of course being Dean, had no qualms about letting him know. If he had just popped in to say hi, that would have been a different story, but to make them go on a wild goose chase just to have him insult their intelligence just made Dean angry. Whether he had saved their hides or not, that just got under Dean's skin. "Aren't you just the thorn in my side." Dean added with a grumble knowing that there was nothing he could do about it without an angel blade. . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Take, my hand. Off to Never Never Land." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Tagged:Sam, Gabriel Word Count: 400

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The Winchesters weren’t too pleased. Sure, he knew they wouldn’t be, but he did help them in the end right? He should at least have some gratitude from them right? He rolled his eyes as he listened to them talk. Maybe seeking them out wasn’t a good idea. He loved the two though, as friends anyway. They were just so idiotic that they had stopped the apocalypse with out destroying the world and that was good in his book, good enough to not want to really trick them anymore.

“look, it’s the only way I could get you two out here. Would you have come if I sent an email or text message? No, don’t think so.” He paused and looked at them seriously. He didn’t know what else to say or do to get them to believe him. He rolled his eyes at all the questions that Dean had asked. They both didn’t believe that he had tricked Lucifer and it was the truth. Gabriel nodded to that. He wasn’t going to lie about that.

“Lucifer did kill me and you can send the hate mail to father. He brought me back. Why? Who knows, who cares. ” Gabriel said to them and he folded his arms across his chest. These were very human questions to ask. Gabriel just wanted them to shut up a moment.

“[ciolor=3399cc]HEY, You two should be happy that I helped you! If it wasn’t for me you two would still be running around trying to find a way to stop the fucking apocalypse!

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[Sam Winchester]

"Whoa there Gabriel. No need for hostilities. Dean didn't mean anything really by what he said. He's been ina trite mood for a while now. So don't take it too personal." he stated not wanting Gabe to get to flustered and give them hell just for spite again like the old days. "Honestly I'm kinda glad to see you alive, weirded out, but glad. I know if it wasn't for you Lucifer would have had me then by my bootlaces. But unfortunely the bastard had finally took me down with him. Luckily I got oack out of the cage by pure chance. I am glad you did your best though to try and help. Things have been very....chaotic since you've been gone. Not as bad as apocalypse chaotic but chaotic enough. Crowley's king douche now of Hell. If that tells you how much things have changed."

In some cases Sam really had missed Gabriel, pain the butt as he could be some times. At least he had saved there bacon against Lucifer. Sam couldn't of thanked him more for trying. He felt bad though that it hadn't quite worked out though. Ah well there was always one bad apple in a crate. He relaxed though now he knew it was just Gabriel. At least it wasn't any demon that was for sure. It was like taking a step back in time, and redoing something all over again, but not at the same time. He had to wonder why he goose chased them to him though. That was something that bothered Sam a bit. He gave the angel an overviewed look. The damned guy looked even like he had before he died, whole, well, and all. It was almost to the point of crazy.

"So whats the deal with you goosing us all the way here anyway. I didn't think you just wanted to show your mug to us again. That doesn't seem you. So whats up?" he inquired.

TAGGED: Dean Gabriel
WORDS: Mid
NOTES: Don't hurt my bro ...much lol
LYRICS: Born to be Wild by Steppenwolf
CREDIT: Sam of Lucifers Calling

[Dean Winchester]

. || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Back in black. Sneak attack." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Dean raised his brows at Gabriel’s sudden anger. He hadn’t expected it that was for sure. He listened as him and Sam talked about Gabriel saving their hides and crossed his arm in half defiance. Yeah, they had a point, but Dean also had a habit of holding grudges. However, he had risked his lives for him in the end. Dean figured that was justice enough for him killing him over and over again. He sighed and uncrossed his arms. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. However I can think of one other Angel who’s saved our lives countless times without killing me.”Dean retorted with a slight glare. “But, I guess I can’t hold too much of a grudge, you did save us from Lucifer.” Dean added. He stuffed the shotgun under his arm and adjusted the bag on his shoulder. “Okay, this thing is getting heavy, why don’t we head back to the car and get the hell out of dodge.” he suggested. He hated being in the woods. It brought back too many bad memories. He didn’t like to be there unless he was working a case, and seeing as they didn’t have one now, he was ready to go. . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . "Take, my hand. Off to Never Never Land." . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . || . Tagged: Gabriel