Crazy Crossover Conversations Meme

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Seen at ignipes' LJ:

Give me two characters from different fandoms you know I'm familiar with, and I'll give you a dialogue happening between the two of them. Without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds clashed, or how they could even meet each other. Just a silly crossover conversation with no backstory, for fun.I'm changing this

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This turned out to be a sequel to something I've written before…

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"Why, let me think," says the guy in the bookstore. His accent matches his baggy sweater and the huge dusty old book propped against the register - the only thing missing are wire-rimmed glasses and a couple of decades. "Yes, I do believe I did notice something. Could you by any chance be referring to the freak lightning storm that all but blew away the neighboring bakery, smashed every one of my windows, and took down the power for four hours in the middle of the day?"

Dean does not roll his eyes. He is here in an official capacity, after all. "That's the one. The strange occurrence. That, uh, I was referring to."

"I see. And you are with the Federal Bureau of Investigations."

"Yep - that's right."

"And your name is Kerry King."

"That's -"

"Am I to assume, then, that your parents are very young thrash metal fans?"

"Hey, who's doing the interrogating here?"

Bookstore guy sighs. "Kid, get to the point or come back when you've learned to lie - this is embarrassing."

Never let it be said that Dean doesn't know when the game is up. "Okay, look. I'm not with the FBI and my name isn't Kerry King, although Kerry King is awesome. But the important thing is, these storms have been happening all over the city, and there's a pattern. They're not just meteorological phenomena. So if you could give me your cooperation here I'll be out of your hair in a -"

"What are they, then?"

"What?"

"If they're not just meteorological phenomena, then what are they?" Bookstore guy looks at Dean all wide-eyed and curious.

Dean sighs. "I could tell you, but you'd think I was insane."

"Would it help if I confessed to existing doubts concerning your mental stability?"

Jeez. Sarcastic much? "It's demons, okay?"

Now bookstore guy blinks, looking like nothing so much as a large, slightly dusty owl. "Demons."

"Yes. Demons. Possession, glowy eyes, the whole nine yards."

"I… see."

"Yeah, and I told you you were going to think I was insane. So anyway, just tell me what you remember and you'll be rid of -"

"Let me tell you something, Mr… King. You have a headache, right? In fact, you've had one ever since you turned the corner to my store."

Dean is the one who blinks now. "Uh. Do I look that bad?"

The guy grins at some kind of private joke and stands up, putting down something Dean hadn't seen him holding behind the counter. "I wouldn't say that."

"Then how -"

"I could tell you," says sarcastic bookstore guy, and smiles. "And you know what? I think I will."