Sorry this took so long! I had to finish up my SPN Big Bang draft and get my beta reader on it! I hope this offering is everything you wish!
“McQueen, Eat Your Heart Out”
Cars, as a general rule, didn't gossip. It simply wasn't done and it didn't befit their noble profession. However, the Impala, affectionately named “baby” by her two attractive (for humans, anyway) drivers, could not resist bragging about everything she had seen. The stories she could tell (and had told, to her sly amusement) had caused muffler combustion and grille loss in those less well-built than her.
Which basically meant any car of similar make that came into being after 1980, but the Impala would never have been crass enough to suggest such a thing. Out loud, anyway.
She told of how she stormed the gates of Hell and of SucroCorp, taking out non-human villains and other, weaker cars that dared stand in her way. She spoke of the strange affections the smaller man visited upon many a woman in the back seat, and of how she cradled both tall and short alike, keeping them safe as they slept. She spoke of the tender loving care the smaller human bestowed upon her engine, and if a slightly glossier patina came over her more than at other stories, well, the human did have remarkably talented hands.
The longer human spoke to her quietly when the shorter one wasn't in the car. She was proud of how much he was willing to share with her, even though she had no way of responding until that strange event when they had merged. She wondered if he still thought as fondly of that time as she did. It was an experience to have such a man inside her in so much more than the literal sense.
It had been a pity when that state of being had righted itself. Had he been a mahogany-colored version of what they had had together, she would have liked rolling down the road into the sunsets with him while the shorter human maintained their engines.
Loving her humans was easy. However, she had to wonder where some of her fellow cars were picking up strange cross-species tastes and, perhaps, loving their humans a bit more than they should. One car, a cherry red convertible of some horrifying modern make, had asked how it felt to have them sitting so snugly within her leather.
Though she did not know how to respond to the obvious innuendo in the convertible's coyly winking headlights, she did know one surefire way to cut off all such questioning.
The Impala stated, in a ladylike manner, that it did not matter, since no other car but her would know the feeling of having such men inside them. And if there was a slightly rougher growl to her engine in the morning, or an oddly smooth ride for her humans the next day, the Impala would never tell.
Thank you for this beautiful story! I really like how you write about how fond she is of 'her humans' :) And how proud she is to be their car. And of course she is a she, haha.
Aww, this was fantastic! I love that she remembers fondly when Sam became the Knight Rider car, and that she takes care of the only-attractive-for-humans Sam and Dean.
The episode where Sam became KITT was my absolute favorite episode, except for the initial Trickster episode.
I totally adore Gabriel/Loki. Any episode he's in usually makes me laugh like a loon.
It just made sense to me that the Impala wouldn't find them attractive in a car-sense. Of course, now that I've brought it up, the potential for crack increases!
I was the biggest Knight Rider fan way back when, so seeing that in the episode, how they filmed the car from all the same angles and all the wonderful details, was transporting. *Dean rummaging in trunk* "Um, Dean ... that feels kind of uncomfortable." *slam* "Ow."
Potential for crack increasing ... along with potential to analyze this to ridiculous lengths. I confess I did have the thought "Well, Dean finds the Impala beautiful, so maybe she might find him so, too ...?"
Well, she likes his hands. That's always important as a starter.
Knight Rider and I are not familiar, though I understand a lot of the references. I have caught one or two of the older episodes, and I attempted to watch that gawdawful newer version when it came out, but the only good things it had were (1) the hot driver and (2) Val Kilmer as KITT. Everything else was really horrible.
Oh, I'm glad to hear the new version sucked so I don't have to try it out, but ah, Friday nights when Knight Rider was on! I remember a mean babysitter once wouldn't let me watch it and I was SO depressed--these were the days before VCRs were common. It was so validating to see my nephew thought it was just as awesome as I did when he saw some reruns in my college apt!
I'm pretty sure I have all the same favorite '70's and '80's t.v. reference points as the creators of SPN, based on things I've read and stuff they've put in the show. No wonder I love it so much!! :-D
What an excellent story! Of course Baby is proud! (The KITT reference is wonderful.
Had he been a mahogany-colored version of what they had had together, she would have liked rolling down the road into the sunsets with him while the shorter human maintained their engines.
“McQueen, Eat Your Heart Out”
Cars, as a general rule, didn't gossip. It simply wasn't done and it didn't befit their noble profession. However, the Impala, affectionately named “baby” by her two attractive (for humans, anyway) drivers, could not resist bragging about everything she had seen. The stories she could tell (and had told, to her sly amusement) had caused muffler combustion and grille loss in those less well-built than her.
Which basically meant any car of similar make that came into being after 1980, but the Impala would never have been crass enough to suggest such a thing. Out loud, anyway.
She told of how she stormed the gates of Hell and of SucroCorp, taking out non-human villains and other, weaker cars that dared stand in her way. She spoke of the strange affections the smaller man visited upon many a woman in the back seat, and of how she cradled both tall and short alike, keeping them safe as they slept. She spoke of the tender loving care the smaller human bestowed upon her engine, and if a slightly glossier patina came over her more than at other stories, well, the human did have remarkably talented hands.
The longer human spoke to her quietly when the shorter one wasn't in the car. She was proud of how much he was willing to share with her, even though she had no way of responding until that strange event when they had merged. She wondered if he still thought as fondly of that time as she did. It was an experience to have such a man inside her in so much more than the literal sense.
It had been a pity when that state of being had righted itself. Had he been a mahogany-colored version of what they had had together, she would have liked rolling down the road into the sunsets with him while the shorter human maintained their engines.
Loving her humans was easy. However, she had to wonder where some of her fellow cars were picking up strange cross-species tastes and, perhaps, loving their humans a bit more than they should. One car, a cherry red convertible of some horrifying modern make, had asked how it felt to have them sitting so snugly within her leather.
Though she did not know how to respond to the obvious innuendo in the convertible's coyly winking headlights, she did know one surefire way to cut off all such questioning.
The Impala stated, in a ladylike manner, that it did not matter, since no other car but her would know the feeling of having such men inside them. And if there was a slightly rougher growl to her engine in the morning, or an oddly smooth ride for her humans the next day, the Impala would never tell.
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And of course she is a she, haha.
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I'm really glad you liked it! Once you said "Impala POV," I HAD to write this!
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I totally adore Gabriel/Loki. Any episode he's in usually makes me laugh like a loon.
It just made sense to me that the Impala wouldn't find them attractive in a car-sense. Of course, now that I've brought it up, the potential for crack increases!
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I was the biggest Knight Rider fan way back when, so seeing that in the episode, how they filmed the car from all the same angles and all the wonderful details, was transporting. *Dean rummaging in trunk* "Um, Dean ... that feels kind of uncomfortable." *slam* "Ow."
Potential for crack increasing ... along with potential to analyze this to ridiculous lengths. I confess I did have the thought "Well, Dean finds the Impala beautiful, so maybe she might find him so, too ...?"
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Knight Rider and I are not familiar, though I understand a lot of the references. I have caught one or two of the older episodes, and I attempted to watch that gawdawful newer version when it came out, but the only good things it had were (1) the hot driver and (2) Val Kilmer as KITT. Everything else was really horrible.
Gabriel will never NOT be awesome.
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I'm pretty sure I have all the same favorite '70's and '80's t.v. reference points as the creators of SPN, based on things I've read and stuff they've put in the show. No wonder I love it so much!! :-D
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Had he been a mahogany-colored version of what they had had together, she would have liked rolling down the road into the sunsets with him while the shorter human maintained their engines.
Now that's love.
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