Misha Collins: Destroyer of Happiness
This is a little snippet of the very true conversation that Jensen and Misha had after Misha found out how truly wounded Jensen was while the shenanigans between Jared and Misha were happening at the AHBL con in Australia.
Or it could be complete fiction that was inspired by the very shiny icon that essene made (points to icon). It's a tough call.
“I am so sorry, I'm a homewrecker!”
Jensen double checked the ID of the caller before replying. “Collins? What the fuck, man?”
“Apparently this call is long overdue, I should have apologized days ago for causing you so much torment and pain while we were in Australia.”
“Again, the fuck?” Sometimes he really did not get the dude. This was one of those times.
“You were nearly weeping with emo man pain while I manhandled your lover. I have seen the photographic evidence of the pain that I was too blind to see while I joyously had my way with him.” It had become clear in that oh fuck the serial killer is right here in the room with me kind of way. Fandom. Again. Shit.
“You need to have your internet access revoked. Reading this shit isn't healthy, Misha.”
“You will be pleased to hear that the Dean girls are standing by their man and have circled me with their wagons of hate so as to protect you from me. It was foolish of me to ever believe that I could come between your and Jare's true love. J squared, Jensen. J squared.”
“Misha, you scare me.” He really did. Dude was scary smart and had far too much time on his hands. This could lead to the downfall of civilization. Or at least lead to continued fucked up conversations like this one.
“I am most sorry for destroying your happiness, Jen. Truly sorry” He really thinks this shit is much funnier than it is.
“I hate you.”
“I know, and it is one of the greatest regrets of my life that I have brought only sorrow and pain into your life. This will be difficult for me to live with as I try to move on with my life.”
“No, really. I hate you.”
“Does this mean that you don't accept my apology?” He so wished that Misha knew when to let things go.
“Will you shut up if I do?”
“Possibly. Being the destroyer of happiness is a heavy burden to bear and I do want to heal the divide between us.”
Okay, that was funny. “Hanging up now. Hang in there, Destroyer.”
Fandom had no idea what they were doing when they had started winding Misha Collins up. Jensen was not sure who he was more afraid for, today he was kind of worried about fandom.
Or it could be complete fiction that was inspired by the very shiny icon that essene made (points to icon). It's a tough call.
“I am so sorry, I'm a homewrecker!”
Jensen double checked the ID of the caller before replying. “Collins? What the fuck, man?”
“Apparently this call is long overdue, I should have apologized days ago for causing you so much torment and pain while we were in Australia.”
“Again, the fuck?” Sometimes he really did not get the dude. This was one of those times.
“You were nearly weeping with emo man pain while I manhandled your lover. I have seen the photographic evidence of the pain that I was too blind to see while I joyously had my way with him.” It had become clear in that oh fuck the serial killer is right here in the room with me kind of way. Fandom. Again. Shit.
“You need to have your internet access revoked. Reading this shit isn't healthy, Misha.”
“You will be pleased to hear that the Dean girls are standing by their man and have circled me with their wagons of hate so as to protect you from me. It was foolish of me to ever believe that I could come between your and Jare's true love. J squared, Jensen. J squared.”
“Misha, you scare me.” He really did. Dude was scary smart and had far too much time on his hands. This could lead to the downfall of civilization. Or at least lead to continued fucked up conversations like this one.
“I am most sorry for destroying your happiness, Jen. Truly sorry” He really thinks this shit is much funnier than it is.
“I hate you.”
“I know, and it is one of the greatest regrets of my life that I have brought only sorrow and pain into your life. This will be difficult for me to live with as I try to move on with my life.”
“No, really. I hate you.”
“Does this mean that you don't accept my apology?” He so wished that Misha knew when to let things go.
“Will you shut up if I do?”
“Possibly. Being the destroyer of happiness is a heavy burden to bear and I do want to heal the divide between us.”
Okay, that was funny. “Hanging up now. Hang in there, Destroyer.”
Fandom had no idea what they were doing when they had started winding Misha Collins up. Jensen was not sure who he was more afraid for, today he was kind of worried about fandom.