[SPN] The Dogs of War, 1/1
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chaletianTitle: The Dogs of War
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Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Characters: OMCs, mentions of Dean
Spoilers: Vague for AHBL#2
Summary: Those hell hounds, they just have a job to do. Slightly cracky. Loosely linked to The Waiting Room. Response to the Supernatural-West Wing Title Challenge.
“I’m just sayin’, Jed, that I think we need to give some pretty serious thought to this one. No way we can just go waltzin’ in and expect it to go like clockwork.”
“Aw, man, you’re overthinking. Dude’s just a dude, y’know. No different to the rest. We go in, do the biz, get out again. We’ve done this, like, a million times.”
“Yeah, on guys who don’t know what they’re up against. I’m tellin’ ya, this one’s gonna be tricky.”
“Jeez, Mort, will you take a chill pill? Bet you it goes off smooth as anything.”
“Betcha three shifts it doesn’t.”
“Three shifts? Are you cr—Y’know what, I’ll take that action. Y’know why?”
“Cuz you’re a gambler who can’t quit, whose sins during life condemned him to this gig in the great hereafter?”
“Gambling’s an addiction, man. You should be more sensitive.”
“Yeah, yeah. Still on for the three shifts action?”
“Maybe I should call my sponsor.”
“Isn’t that Bob?”
“Yeah.”
“Isn’t he in the fifth circle of Hell about now?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you even get hold of someone in the fifth circle of Hell?”
“I dunno. Could try.”
“Three shifts. If you’re so sure.”
“OK. Yeah. Three shifts says Dean Winchester will come just like all the others. Tagged, bagged, one more soul for the offence.”
“Hell, Jed. Don’t bring the sporting metaphors into it. Ya know I can’t stand those.”
“Hey, sorry, man. I just… oh, hey, Dolores. You’re looking pretty… y’know… Hey.”
“Jed. Mort. New schedules for your shift. Check ‘em through; any mistakes, let me know. We changed it up a bit with the guys on the morning shift.”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll just… wait a minute! Aren’t we supposed to have Dean Winchester on our sheet?”
“Sorry ‘bout that, boys. Goddamn lawyers. Winchester’s off the hook. We’re pissed as all get out in dispatch. Someone’s starting a petition. Look, I’ve got a bunch of paperwork to file with Repossessions. Catch you later!”
“Yeah, later. Three shifts, huh?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Well, god damn.”
“Sucks to be you.”
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chaletianFandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Characters: OMCs, mentions of Dean
Spoilers: Vague for AHBL#2
Summary: Those hell hounds, they just have a job to do. Slightly cracky. Loosely linked to The Waiting Room. Response to the Supernatural-West Wing Title Challenge.
“I’m just sayin’, Jed, that I think we need to give some pretty serious thought to this one. No way we can just go waltzin’ in and expect it to go like clockwork.”
“Aw, man, you’re overthinking. Dude’s just a dude, y’know. No different to the rest. We go in, do the biz, get out again. We’ve done this, like, a million times.”
“Yeah, on guys who don’t know what they’re up against. I’m tellin’ ya, this one’s gonna be tricky.”
“Jeez, Mort, will you take a chill pill? Bet you it goes off smooth as anything.”
“Betcha three shifts it doesn’t.”
“Three shifts? Are you cr—Y’know what, I’ll take that action. Y’know why?”
“Cuz you’re a gambler who can’t quit, whose sins during life condemned him to this gig in the great hereafter?”
“Gambling’s an addiction, man. You should be more sensitive.”
“Yeah, yeah. Still on for the three shifts action?”
“Maybe I should call my sponsor.”
“Isn’t that Bob?”
“Yeah.”
“Isn’t he in the fifth circle of Hell about now?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you even get hold of someone in the fifth circle of Hell?”
“I dunno. Could try.”
“Three shifts. If you’re so sure.”
“OK. Yeah. Three shifts says Dean Winchester will come just like all the others. Tagged, bagged, one more soul for the offence.”
“Hell, Jed. Don’t bring the sporting metaphors into it. Ya know I can’t stand those.”
“Hey, sorry, man. I just… oh, hey, Dolores. You’re looking pretty… y’know… Hey.”
“Jed. Mort. New schedules for your shift. Check ‘em through; any mistakes, let me know. We changed it up a bit with the guys on the morning shift.”
“Yeah, sure. I’ll just… wait a minute! Aren’t we supposed to have Dean Winchester on our sheet?”
“Sorry ‘bout that, boys. Goddamn lawyers. Winchester’s off the hook. We’re pissed as all get out in dispatch. Someone’s starting a petition. Look, I’ve got a bunch of paperwork to file with Repossessions. Catch you later!”
“Yeah, later. Three shifts, huh?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Well, god damn.”
“Sucks to be you.”
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Date: 2007-10-23 07:10 am (UTC)*snort*
*giggle*
*collapsed in laughter*