FIC: "Avalanches Approaching" (7/10)
Avalanches Approaching
By Simarillion
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Universe: Alternative Universe
Rating: PG-13/R (this instalment)
Beta: asm_z
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Jared Padalecki/Sandra McCoy (mentioned), others
Warnings: slash, M/M
Word Count: 3,021 (22,076)
Summary: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! (Of pictures, and rumours, and beginnings)
Disclaimer: None of the herein presented happenings and events are true. Everything is 100% fiction and that includes the sexuality of the characters. I don’t claim to be in the know about their relations and private affairs, and I don’t make any money with the creation of this story.
Author’s Note: I changed the age of Jensen and Jared, they are the same age now. The plot wouldn’t really work otherwise.
This is part 3 of the Glaciology! ‘verse. Jensen is a scientist in the field of glaciology and he spends most of his time surrounded by ice, whereas Jared is a Hollywood movie star. Prequel to this story are Invisible Glaciers and Iceberg Anatomy.
[ Masterpost]
Part Seven
They arrive ten minutes late on set. It’s not Jensen’s fault, and it’s not Jared’s fault either. If anyone is to blame, it’s Chad who calls Jared the second they are leaving the house, asking him to pick him up. Apparently he partied too long, and now he doesn’t want to drive himself, fearing he might end up wrapped around some lamp post, or inside some phone booth (with his car of course).
So, they have to take a detour to Chad’s apartment, and only the fact that they had been leaving early in the first place is the reason why they are only ten minutes late. The whole drive from Chad’s place to the studio, he goes on and on about some woman he met the night before.
After the umpteenth time he praises her ‘assets’ Jensen wants to stick a knife his eyes. Anything’s got to be more bearable than this. When the gate of the studio comes into sight, he perks up, knowing that he gets to get out of the car, and away from Chad’s endless monologue about his almost conquest.
The moment they get out, a hurried looking guy, wearing headphone and a mike, with papers tucked under his arms, bustles over to them. “Peter is already waiting for the two of you, and you haven’t been to make up yet. We’re going to shoot Adam’s scene first now, but Jared, we need you in the next.”
Jensen runs after the trio, carefully maneuvering through the crowds of film crew and other people running around backstage. Some of them are equipped like the guy who picked them up. Headphone, mike and papers. He soon notices that it’s much easier to follow right behind Jared, who creates a path while walking. Not having to sidestep all the time makes it possible to run after Jared, Chad and the stranger at a much quicker pace.
They arrive in front of a trailer, a paper sheet is posted on its door, spelling J. Padalecki. Chad and the stranger continue on, but Jared climbs the stairs into the vehicle, and holds the door open for Jensen. “Come on in. I have to change and then it’s off to make-up.”
Jared parks Jensen on a horrible grey-green-blue couch, and disappears behind a folding door. Jensen looks around. There’s a hug TV screen, a gaming system which he recognizes from Jared’s house, and photos of a multitude of people are posted to every wall. Right above the TV, he discovers the framed photo Jared got from them at the farewell party.
Seeing the picture here, where Jared’s spending most of his days, and a fair share of his nights, makes Jensen happy.
He’s leafing through printed out pages, which seem to be scenes out of the movie script, when the folding door opens and reveals a costumed Jared. Seeing him dressed up like a historic Polar explorer, his tall frame almost caged in by the door frame he’s standing in, has Jensen snort out a laugh.
“What?” Jared starts checking the costume over, looking for something wrong.
“Nothing, it’s just you dressed like this in this trailer, and never forget the sweltering heat outside.” Jensen laughs some more. “Priceless.”
“Alright, Mr. Mastercard.” Jared rolls his eyes at Jensen and grabs a couple of pages from the TV before he ushers Jensen outside. “Off we go.”
This time, when they are heading for Jared’s next stop, Jensen stays right behind him. Their destination is an unimposing door in a corridor. Another paper sheet declares it to be Make Up. Jared’s arrival is greeted with a lot of chatter and three hyperactive people (one man and two women), herd him to a chair that Jensen’s only ever seen at a hair salon.
Careful that he’s not being in anybody’s way, Jensen leans against the wall and watches how layers over layers of make up are applied until Jared looks like a person who’s not wearing make up. There are shadows added under his eyes, discolorations of the skin are painted on, some as scars and scabs. While one of the women (Jared keeps on referring to her as Barbara), works on his face, the other one (Keisha) is applying make up to Jareds hands, making them look weatherworn.
At the same time, the guy (Jensen didn’t get his name), is tousling and working on Jared’s hair. When all of them are finished, which is about half an hour later, Jared looks like someone who is ill, and hasn’t slept for days. Jensen can remember times when he looked exactly like that, but he hadn’t spent any time putting on make up to get that effect.
Jared has spent the whole time talking, joking with the make up artists, telling Jensen about today’s schedule, asking after his co-stars, rehearsing parts of his next scene. It’s a wonder that they are able to get any work done on him.
Once everything is perfected, Jared leads the way to the set. Stepping from a dark corridor into a snow covered landscape (it’s fake snow of course), throws Jensen, and he actually stops in his tracks and stares at his surrounding. The material that they are using as a substitute for snow crunches under his shoes, and he crouches down, gathering some of the white stuff. It’s got a rubbery feeling to it.
“Jensen!” He looks up and finds Jared waving him over. He’s standing together with Chad, who looks almost a scruffy as Jared, and a guy who has his head phones pulled down, hanging around his neck. He’s talking to a guy somewhere in the back, pointing every which way, giving instructions.
Jensen crosses the snow stage and stops next to Jared and Chad. The blonde is scowling at the pages in his hand. All Jensen can make out are red markings and additions. Lots of red.
“Dude, I swear, the writers spend every night changing everything they gave us before.” He stalks off to some cart that is covered with plastic cups of coffee and OJ, and miniature sandwiches.
There’s someone bumping into him, as they rush by, and Jensen takes some more steps away from the set. He sees Jared head for the cart of refreshments and follows. Surprisingly enough he feels hungry as well. After the late dinner and the breakfast this morning, he shouldn’t want something to eat so soon, but he does.
Jared’s shoving a sandwich into his mouth with one hand and reading his own red-tinted pages with the other hand. He grins at Jensen and points with his head at the platter of finger food, another sandwich already in hand.
Chad’s only drinking coffee, and bitching about the changed script he received. One of the stressed out looking guys with the paper under their arms, is turning around once he sees Chad ranting and raving, heading back to where he came from.
“Okay people, next is scene 32. Jared, Chad, get into position please.” If it’s possible, people get even more stressed, and Jared takes another look at his pages before he thrusts them into Jensen’s hand and heads for the set. Chad follows, still scowling and muttering under his breath.
Jensen stays at the cart. He can see everything perfectly from where he’s standing, and he’s not in anybody’s way. The lights go out, and the only part of the room that is lit is the snow covered landscape. Everyone quiets, and then there’s the call: “And: Action!”
With this the actors on the stage have slipped into their roles and the filming starts. It’s really fascinating for Jensen to see Jared in his work environment. Watching him do every scene again and again, making every change the director asks for, even if the directions contradict themselves, he can see that Jared’s doing what he loves. Acting.
The first scene wrapped, they start on the next with barely a break. This continues the rest of the morning. Even though some scenes are repeated countless times, Jensen finds that he’s enjoying himself. He knows that he’s allowed to experience something that many people would give everything for to see and participate in.
Around one, there’s the call for lunch break, and Jared comes over to Jensen. He’s sweating from the clothes and the spotlights, but he’s grinning like a loon.
“So, how do you like the movies?” He’s draping a sweaty arm around Jensen’s shoulders and steers him through the crowd towards an exit Jensen can see Chad disappear through.
“It’s very interesting, and for what it’s worth, I think you’re a great actor.” Jensen’s sure that people for more knowledgeable than him have complimented Jared on his acting skills, but after witnessing the other’s passion and love for his job, he has to tell Jared what he thinks about it.
“Thanks. And it’s worth a lot to me.” His compliment has Jared smile even brighter than before. Their walk ends at a huge tent that is connected to the hall the set is built up in. There are long rows of tables and benches with people sitting together and eating out of plastic containers.
At the opposite side of the tent Jensen makes out a buffet and a row of people waiting to be served. He allows Jared to lead him over to the queue, and they stop next to Chad, who’s halfway to the end of the line.
“Dude, you always do that. Others actually have to wait the whole queue.” Chad shuffles over though to let Jared and Jensen into the row.
There are three to four different dishes to choose from, and there are also a variety of side dishes that can be combined with them. Jensen gets a burger with fries, and a slice of pie. His choices are packed into plastic boxes, and then he carries them to the table Chad and Jared picked.
During lunch people drop by them, some talking with Chad and Jared about work, others asking about Jensen. The whole affair of eating is over and done with in fifteen minutes and then people are leaving to do what they usually do during breaks.
Once Jensen has finished his food, Jared drags him off to see the dogs. Excitedly, he talks about the team they have on set. He adds though that the dogs at the compound were better, and that he misses taking care of the rowdy bunch.
The huskies are with a trainer and two other people who help taking care of them. There are ten of them. The dogs and their stunt dogs. They are Alaskan huskies, and most of them are grey and white, with two wholly white dogs.
“Hi, Ellen!” Jared greets the trainer. “This is Jensen. I told you about him and his team we were working with in Alaska.”
Jensen’s greeting is interrupted by a cold wet nose being pushed against his hand. Looking down he finds a husky sitting in front of him, blue eyes pleadingly staring up at him. Jensen grins happily and crouches down. “You are a real beauty.”
“Inu is a real charmer. Don’t let him con you into giving him any food.” Ellen comes over to them, smiling kindly at the dog.
“He’s a great dog. Did you train him for the movie, or is he a real sled dog?” Jensen is rubbing Inu’s sides and scratching behind the husky’s ears. His stokes and pets are rewarded with a blissful look on the canine face and a lot of tail wagging.
When the other dogs notice the treatment their pack member gets, Jensen soon finds himself surrounded by dogs, wet noses pushed at his hands and shoulders from all sides.
“See, I told you he’s great with dogs.” Jared is grinning happily, crouching down next to Jensen and graciously handing out caresses together with him.
“Yeah, you told me.” Ellen watches her charges twist themselves around the two humans. Indulgently, he pats heads and ruffles fur, when one of the huskies rubs against her. “Usually they are not that friendly with strangers. Are you very experienced with dogs, Jensen?”
Looking up from the dog he’s currently petting, Jensen nods at her. “Yeah, I started out helping at a dog school during high school, and at college I helped a dog breeder for sled dogs with the training of the young dogs.”
“That’s how you got Dean.” Jared knows about how Jensen and Dean met. He’s been teasing him about True Love more than once. But then again, Jared’s got no right to mock, what with his epic love story that is Harley and Sadie.
“Yep, he was the cockiest little guy. All tough and strutting around.” Jensen grins amused at the memory of puppy! Dean. “He was thick as thieves with the tallest of his siblings. I named them Sam and Dean. They were hilarious. Sam would always step on his own huge paws, trying to keep up with Dean who’d pound around the yard. Dean’s infatuation with the Malamute was the reason why I renamed him to Sammy in the first place. It was like they found each other’s lost brother.”
“So your team is not only huskies?” Ellen is crouching down next to them, being instantly surrounded by dogs.
“Nope, four of the team are Siberian huskies, Dean is one, and Sammy is a malamute, Ash a Greenland dog, and Cas is a Cimmiq.” One of the husky’s almost knocks Jensen over, trying to get him to redirect his attention from one dog to the other. “I know that some prefer to stay with one breed in a team, but their strengths compliment each other. I like the mix.”
“Yeah, there was talk about maybe adding a malamute to the movie team as well, but the art director wanted to have dogs that looked the same. I don’t know why, but that was the decision.” She gets a doggy treat out of her pocket and feeds it to Inu. “In my opinion it’s stupid to create a team based on its look, but since they don’t have to really work as sled dogs, it’s not that bad, I guess.”
“It’s important that they get along. Everything else is second place.” When one of the harried looking people with papers under the arm shows up and almost has a stroke when he sees Jared still wearing the clothes from before the break, they get up and say their goodbye to Ellen, her helpers and the huskies.
Once more they have to dash through the studio, this time back to Jared’s trailer, where he changes into a costume that almost looks the same to the one he wore before. After that they make another stop (which only takes fifteen minutes this time) at make up, and hurry back to the set.
They have to wait for Chad, who has to redo his make up after the director, Peter, decides that he wants a different look for the scene.
The rest of the afternoon passes very much like the morning. Jensen hangs out at the refreshment cart, watching Jared work, enjoying the world of movie making he’s getting a look into, and following Jared to his trailer during the breaks. There’s no Guitar Hero competition that they had talked about last night, but Chad invites himself to Jared’s place, claiming that he wants to kick some ass at video games.
It takes until nine before the assistant director calls the day a wrap, and people are wandering from the set to their trailers or respective rooms. For all the time it took to apply Jared’s make up in the morning, he’s finished getting rid of it in under ten minutes. After the movie costume is back in the trailer, and Jared’s once more wearing his jeans and shirt, they head for Chad’s trailer.
The three of them pile into the truck, and Jared drives them home. Everyone is strangely subdued, the actors from the work, Jensen from the many new impressions he got throughout the day. When they arrive at the house, Dean, Harley and Sadie are already waiting for them.
While Jared’s dogs crowd their owner and Jensen and Chad, Dean at first carefully sniffs his human, catching the scent of the strange dogs. He huffs put-upon, but quickly wraps himself around Jensen’s feet, as if to make sure that no one but him gets to his owner.
“Missed me, fur face?” Jensen scratches Dean and pets Sadie and Harley.
“Dude, you weren’t even gone a full day.” Chad whines but he still bends down and pets the dogs. For all his protesting, he’s in love with Sadie and Harley. Always bringing treats when he visits.
“Don’t tell me you don’t miss me when you don’t get to see for half a day.” Jared feigns hurt feelings, batting his eyes at his friend.
“Yeah, like a head ache.” This has Jared open his eyes wide in fake shock, his hands grasping at his heart.
“You wound me” Jensen chuckles entertained. With a last pat, he wipes his hands in his jeans and crosses his arms.
“Yeah, yeah, let’s get something to drink, and then I’ll teach you something about pain.” Chad heads into the house, leaving a laughing Jensen and a grinning Jared behind.
They follow Chad to the kitchen. There are covered plates with food resting on the counter, and Jared grabs them, while Chad gets a beer for the three of them. Together, with the dogs, they make for the living room.
Jensen plops into the couch and settles down with his drink, watching Jared and Chad set up the gaming system with toy guitars that are plugged into the console.
“Okay bitches, let me show you how the Great Chad does this.” Jensen’s snorts at that, exchanging an amused glance with Jared who just shakes his head.
“What are you supposed to do?” Jared’s comment has Chad raise an eyebrow and play the first chords of It’s A Long Way to the Top.
“Watch and cry.” With this their Guitar Hero competition starts in earnest.
continue: Part Eight
By Simarillion
Fandom: Supernatural RPS
Universe: Alternative Universe
Rating: PG-13/R (this instalment)
Beta: asm_z
Pairing: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Jared Padalecki/Sandra McCoy (mentioned), others
Warnings: slash, M/M
Word Count: 3,021 (22,076)
Summary: Extra! Extra! Read all about it! (Of pictures, and rumours, and beginnings)
Disclaimer: None of the herein presented happenings and events are true. Everything is 100% fiction and that includes the sexuality of the characters. I don’t claim to be in the know about their relations and private affairs, and I don’t make any money with the creation of this story.
Author’s Note: I changed the age of Jensen and Jared, they are the same age now. The plot wouldn’t really work otherwise.
This is part 3 of the Glaciology! ‘verse. Jensen is a scientist in the field of glaciology and he spends most of his time surrounded by ice, whereas Jared is a Hollywood movie star. Prequel to this story are Invisible Glaciers and Iceberg Anatomy.
[ Masterpost]
Part Seven
They arrive ten minutes late on set. It’s not Jensen’s fault, and it’s not Jared’s fault either. If anyone is to blame, it’s Chad who calls Jared the second they are leaving the house, asking him to pick him up. Apparently he partied too long, and now he doesn’t want to drive himself, fearing he might end up wrapped around some lamp post, or inside some phone booth (with his car of course).
So, they have to take a detour to Chad’s apartment, and only the fact that they had been leaving early in the first place is the reason why they are only ten minutes late. The whole drive from Chad’s place to the studio, he goes on and on about some woman he met the night before.
After the umpteenth time he praises her ‘assets’ Jensen wants to stick a knife his eyes. Anything’s got to be more bearable than this. When the gate of the studio comes into sight, he perks up, knowing that he gets to get out of the car, and away from Chad’s endless monologue about his almost conquest.
The moment they get out, a hurried looking guy, wearing headphone and a mike, with papers tucked under his arms, bustles over to them. “Peter is already waiting for the two of you, and you haven’t been to make up yet. We’re going to shoot Adam’s scene first now, but Jared, we need you in the next.”
Jensen runs after the trio, carefully maneuvering through the crowds of film crew and other people running around backstage. Some of them are equipped like the guy who picked them up. Headphone, mike and papers. He soon notices that it’s much easier to follow right behind Jared, who creates a path while walking. Not having to sidestep all the time makes it possible to run after Jared, Chad and the stranger at a much quicker pace.
They arrive in front of a trailer, a paper sheet is posted on its door, spelling J. Padalecki. Chad and the stranger continue on, but Jared climbs the stairs into the vehicle, and holds the door open for Jensen. “Come on in. I have to change and then it’s off to make-up.”
Jared parks Jensen on a horrible grey-green-blue couch, and disappears behind a folding door. Jensen looks around. There’s a hug TV screen, a gaming system which he recognizes from Jared’s house, and photos of a multitude of people are posted to every wall. Right above the TV, he discovers the framed photo Jared got from them at the farewell party.
Seeing the picture here, where Jared’s spending most of his days, and a fair share of his nights, makes Jensen happy.
He’s leafing through printed out pages, which seem to be scenes out of the movie script, when the folding door opens and reveals a costumed Jared. Seeing him dressed up like a historic Polar explorer, his tall frame almost caged in by the door frame he’s standing in, has Jensen snort out a laugh.
“What?” Jared starts checking the costume over, looking for something wrong.
“Nothing, it’s just you dressed like this in this trailer, and never forget the sweltering heat outside.” Jensen laughs some more. “Priceless.”
“Alright, Mr. Mastercard.” Jared rolls his eyes at Jensen and grabs a couple of pages from the TV before he ushers Jensen outside. “Off we go.”
This time, when they are heading for Jared’s next stop, Jensen stays right behind him. Their destination is an unimposing door in a corridor. Another paper sheet declares it to be Make Up. Jared’s arrival is greeted with a lot of chatter and three hyperactive people (one man and two women), herd him to a chair that Jensen’s only ever seen at a hair salon.
Careful that he’s not being in anybody’s way, Jensen leans against the wall and watches how layers over layers of make up are applied until Jared looks like a person who’s not wearing make up. There are shadows added under his eyes, discolorations of the skin are painted on, some as scars and scabs. While one of the women (Jared keeps on referring to her as Barbara), works on his face, the other one (Keisha) is applying make up to Jareds hands, making them look weatherworn.
At the same time, the guy (Jensen didn’t get his name), is tousling and working on Jared’s hair. When all of them are finished, which is about half an hour later, Jared looks like someone who is ill, and hasn’t slept for days. Jensen can remember times when he looked exactly like that, but he hadn’t spent any time putting on make up to get that effect.
Jared has spent the whole time talking, joking with the make up artists, telling Jensen about today’s schedule, asking after his co-stars, rehearsing parts of his next scene. It’s a wonder that they are able to get any work done on him.
Once everything is perfected, Jared leads the way to the set. Stepping from a dark corridor into a snow covered landscape (it’s fake snow of course), throws Jensen, and he actually stops in his tracks and stares at his surrounding. The material that they are using as a substitute for snow crunches under his shoes, and he crouches down, gathering some of the white stuff. It’s got a rubbery feeling to it.
“Jensen!” He looks up and finds Jared waving him over. He’s standing together with Chad, who looks almost a scruffy as Jared, and a guy who has his head phones pulled down, hanging around his neck. He’s talking to a guy somewhere in the back, pointing every which way, giving instructions.
Jensen crosses the snow stage and stops next to Jared and Chad. The blonde is scowling at the pages in his hand. All Jensen can make out are red markings and additions. Lots of red.
“Dude, I swear, the writers spend every night changing everything they gave us before.” He stalks off to some cart that is covered with plastic cups of coffee and OJ, and miniature sandwiches.
There’s someone bumping into him, as they rush by, and Jensen takes some more steps away from the set. He sees Jared head for the cart of refreshments and follows. Surprisingly enough he feels hungry as well. After the late dinner and the breakfast this morning, he shouldn’t want something to eat so soon, but he does.
Jared’s shoving a sandwich into his mouth with one hand and reading his own red-tinted pages with the other hand. He grins at Jensen and points with his head at the platter of finger food, another sandwich already in hand.
Chad’s only drinking coffee, and bitching about the changed script he received. One of the stressed out looking guys with the paper under their arms, is turning around once he sees Chad ranting and raving, heading back to where he came from.
“Okay people, next is scene 32. Jared, Chad, get into position please.” If it’s possible, people get even more stressed, and Jared takes another look at his pages before he thrusts them into Jensen’s hand and heads for the set. Chad follows, still scowling and muttering under his breath.
Jensen stays at the cart. He can see everything perfectly from where he’s standing, and he’s not in anybody’s way. The lights go out, and the only part of the room that is lit is the snow covered landscape. Everyone quiets, and then there’s the call: “And: Action!”
With this the actors on the stage have slipped into their roles and the filming starts. It’s really fascinating for Jensen to see Jared in his work environment. Watching him do every scene again and again, making every change the director asks for, even if the directions contradict themselves, he can see that Jared’s doing what he loves. Acting.
The first scene wrapped, they start on the next with barely a break. This continues the rest of the morning. Even though some scenes are repeated countless times, Jensen finds that he’s enjoying himself. He knows that he’s allowed to experience something that many people would give everything for to see and participate in.
Around one, there’s the call for lunch break, and Jared comes over to Jensen. He’s sweating from the clothes and the spotlights, but he’s grinning like a loon.
“So, how do you like the movies?” He’s draping a sweaty arm around Jensen’s shoulders and steers him through the crowd towards an exit Jensen can see Chad disappear through.
“It’s very interesting, and for what it’s worth, I think you’re a great actor.” Jensen’s sure that people for more knowledgeable than him have complimented Jared on his acting skills, but after witnessing the other’s passion and love for his job, he has to tell Jared what he thinks about it.
“Thanks. And it’s worth a lot to me.” His compliment has Jared smile even brighter than before. Their walk ends at a huge tent that is connected to the hall the set is built up in. There are long rows of tables and benches with people sitting together and eating out of plastic containers.
At the opposite side of the tent Jensen makes out a buffet and a row of people waiting to be served. He allows Jared to lead him over to the queue, and they stop next to Chad, who’s halfway to the end of the line.
“Dude, you always do that. Others actually have to wait the whole queue.” Chad shuffles over though to let Jared and Jensen into the row.
There are three to four different dishes to choose from, and there are also a variety of side dishes that can be combined with them. Jensen gets a burger with fries, and a slice of pie. His choices are packed into plastic boxes, and then he carries them to the table Chad and Jared picked.
During lunch people drop by them, some talking with Chad and Jared about work, others asking about Jensen. The whole affair of eating is over and done with in fifteen minutes and then people are leaving to do what they usually do during breaks.
Once Jensen has finished his food, Jared drags him off to see the dogs. Excitedly, he talks about the team they have on set. He adds though that the dogs at the compound were better, and that he misses taking care of the rowdy bunch.
The huskies are with a trainer and two other people who help taking care of them. There are ten of them. The dogs and their stunt dogs. They are Alaskan huskies, and most of them are grey and white, with two wholly white dogs.
“Hi, Ellen!” Jared greets the trainer. “This is Jensen. I told you about him and his team we were working with in Alaska.”
Jensen’s greeting is interrupted by a cold wet nose being pushed against his hand. Looking down he finds a husky sitting in front of him, blue eyes pleadingly staring up at him. Jensen grins happily and crouches down. “You are a real beauty.”
“Inu is a real charmer. Don’t let him con you into giving him any food.” Ellen comes over to them, smiling kindly at the dog.
“He’s a great dog. Did you train him for the movie, or is he a real sled dog?” Jensen is rubbing Inu’s sides and scratching behind the husky’s ears. His stokes and pets are rewarded with a blissful look on the canine face and a lot of tail wagging.
When the other dogs notice the treatment their pack member gets, Jensen soon finds himself surrounded by dogs, wet noses pushed at his hands and shoulders from all sides.
“See, I told you he’s great with dogs.” Jared is grinning happily, crouching down next to Jensen and graciously handing out caresses together with him.
“Yeah, you told me.” Ellen watches her charges twist themselves around the two humans. Indulgently, he pats heads and ruffles fur, when one of the huskies rubs against her. “Usually they are not that friendly with strangers. Are you very experienced with dogs, Jensen?”
Looking up from the dog he’s currently petting, Jensen nods at her. “Yeah, I started out helping at a dog school during high school, and at college I helped a dog breeder for sled dogs with the training of the young dogs.”
“That’s how you got Dean.” Jared knows about how Jensen and Dean met. He’s been teasing him about True Love more than once. But then again, Jared’s got no right to mock, what with his epic love story that is Harley and Sadie.
“Yep, he was the cockiest little guy. All tough and strutting around.” Jensen grins amused at the memory of puppy! Dean. “He was thick as thieves with the tallest of his siblings. I named them Sam and Dean. They were hilarious. Sam would always step on his own huge paws, trying to keep up with Dean who’d pound around the yard. Dean’s infatuation with the Malamute was the reason why I renamed him to Sammy in the first place. It was like they found each other’s lost brother.”
“So your team is not only huskies?” Ellen is crouching down next to them, being instantly surrounded by dogs.
“Nope, four of the team are Siberian huskies, Dean is one, and Sammy is a malamute, Ash a Greenland dog, and Cas is a Cimmiq.” One of the husky’s almost knocks Jensen over, trying to get him to redirect his attention from one dog to the other. “I know that some prefer to stay with one breed in a team, but their strengths compliment each other. I like the mix.”
“Yeah, there was talk about maybe adding a malamute to the movie team as well, but the art director wanted to have dogs that looked the same. I don’t know why, but that was the decision.” She gets a doggy treat out of her pocket and feeds it to Inu. “In my opinion it’s stupid to create a team based on its look, but since they don’t have to really work as sled dogs, it’s not that bad, I guess.”
“It’s important that they get along. Everything else is second place.” When one of the harried looking people with papers under the arm shows up and almost has a stroke when he sees Jared still wearing the clothes from before the break, they get up and say their goodbye to Ellen, her helpers and the huskies.
Once more they have to dash through the studio, this time back to Jared’s trailer, where he changes into a costume that almost looks the same to the one he wore before. After that they make another stop (which only takes fifteen minutes this time) at make up, and hurry back to the set.
They have to wait for Chad, who has to redo his make up after the director, Peter, decides that he wants a different look for the scene.
The rest of the afternoon passes very much like the morning. Jensen hangs out at the refreshment cart, watching Jared work, enjoying the world of movie making he’s getting a look into, and following Jared to his trailer during the breaks. There’s no Guitar Hero competition that they had talked about last night, but Chad invites himself to Jared’s place, claiming that he wants to kick some ass at video games.
It takes until nine before the assistant director calls the day a wrap, and people are wandering from the set to their trailers or respective rooms. For all the time it took to apply Jared’s make up in the morning, he’s finished getting rid of it in under ten minutes. After the movie costume is back in the trailer, and Jared’s once more wearing his jeans and shirt, they head for Chad’s trailer.
The three of them pile into the truck, and Jared drives them home. Everyone is strangely subdued, the actors from the work, Jensen from the many new impressions he got throughout the day. When they arrive at the house, Dean, Harley and Sadie are already waiting for them.
While Jared’s dogs crowd their owner and Jensen and Chad, Dean at first carefully sniffs his human, catching the scent of the strange dogs. He huffs put-upon, but quickly wraps himself around Jensen’s feet, as if to make sure that no one but him gets to his owner.
“Missed me, fur face?” Jensen scratches Dean and pets Sadie and Harley.
“Dude, you weren’t even gone a full day.” Chad whines but he still bends down and pets the dogs. For all his protesting, he’s in love with Sadie and Harley. Always bringing treats when he visits.
“Don’t tell me you don’t miss me when you don’t get to see for half a day.” Jared feigns hurt feelings, batting his eyes at his friend.
“Yeah, like a head ache.” This has Jared open his eyes wide in fake shock, his hands grasping at his heart.
“You wound me” Jensen chuckles entertained. With a last pat, he wipes his hands in his jeans and crosses his arms.
“Yeah, yeah, let’s get something to drink, and then I’ll teach you something about pain.” Chad heads into the house, leaving a laughing Jensen and a grinning Jared behind.
They follow Chad to the kitchen. There are covered plates with food resting on the counter, and Jared grabs them, while Chad gets a beer for the three of them. Together, with the dogs, they make for the living room.
Jensen plops into the couch and settles down with his drink, watching Jared and Chad set up the gaming system with toy guitars that are plugged into the console.
“Okay bitches, let me show you how the Great Chad does this.” Jensen’s snorts at that, exchanging an amused glance with Jared who just shakes his head.
“What are you supposed to do?” Jared’s comment has Chad raise an eyebrow and play the first chords of It’s A Long Way to the Top.
“Watch and cry.” With this their Guitar Hero competition starts in earnest.
continue: Part Eight