Written over a few nights
Title: Stealing is Bad
What: Gilmore Girls fanfiction with cameos from High School Musical and a sudden crossover into Supernatural and RPS
Rating: PG for character death
Words: 349
Summary: Dean attempts to teach Jess that it's bad to steal, but gets sidetracked by a ghost sandwich in Zac's pocket. Implied Dean/Jess, Supernatural!Dean/Zac Efron. What the hell. Written for 30_cracks using theme 3) icecream.
Sample: [The ice cream truck] followed me home.
It was a sunny day, so Dean was eating ice cream. Being too cheap to buy his own, the thought of stealing the icecream was becoming more and more appealling to Jess.
"Stealing is bad," said Dean, and slapped Jess.
"I didn't do anything!" protested Jess.
"Yes, you did," said Dean, pointing to the ice cream truck Jess was trying to hide behind his back.
Jess pouted. "It followed me home."
Then Rory popped up and slapped Jess. "That's for stealing my ice cream truck, jerk!"
"This just isn't my day, is it," Jess asked rhetorically.
Then Gabriella popped up and slapped him. "That's for not being in a musical, or in my neighbourhood!"
"What the HELL," Jess asked.
Then Zac Efron popped up, and did the same thing as Gabriella.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH," screamed Jess, running for his life.
Dean then passed Zac a $100 bill. "That should teach Jess stealing is bad," he said.
"Any time," said Zac, pocketing the bill, but alas, he was too busy winking at everyone in a suggestive manner to realize the bill was actually a sandwich. Unfortunately his pocket realized it was a sandwich, as it was getting dripped on, but sandwiches don't have mouths, so Zac didn't notice a thing.
Dean did, but declined to comment on it, except for the fact that, just then, he realized it was a ghost sandwich. Dean panicked and called up the local ghostbusters.
Then, in a very hot yet retro car, Dean drove up, ready for some ghostbusting.
"Well, color me confused," Jess muttered, walking up behind the car.
Due to the terrible mix in stories, Dean/Sam developed Multiple Personality Disorder. (PSA: Know him before you judge him.)
His brother subtly checked out Zac's ass under the pretense of checking for supernatural lifeforms. "Well, what do you expect me to do, Sammy, it's a sandwich!"
Zac winked at Dean, then made out with him. Jess was most perplexed.
Suddenly everyone exploded except Zac because of the paradox-ness of the situation, because Zac rocks. And Zac lived happily ever after, because he was sexy. The end.
What: Gilmore Girls fanfiction with cameos from High School Musical and a sudden crossover into Supernatural and RPS
Rating: PG for character death
Words: 349
Summary: Dean attempts to teach Jess that it's bad to steal, but gets sidetracked by a ghost sandwich in Zac's pocket. Implied Dean/Jess, Supernatural!Dean/Zac Efron. What the hell. Written for 30_cracks using theme 3) icecream.
Sample: [The ice cream truck] followed me home.
It was a sunny day, so Dean was eating ice cream. Being too cheap to buy his own, the thought of stealing the icecream was becoming more and more appealling to Jess.
"Stealing is bad," said Dean, and slapped Jess.
"I didn't do anything!" protested Jess.
"Yes, you did," said Dean, pointing to the ice cream truck Jess was trying to hide behind his back.
Jess pouted. "It followed me home."
Then Rory popped up and slapped Jess. "That's for stealing my ice cream truck, jerk!"
"This just isn't my day, is it," Jess asked rhetorically.
Then Gabriella popped up and slapped him. "That's for not being in a musical, or in my neighbourhood!"
"What the HELL," Jess asked.
Then Zac Efron popped up, and did the same thing as Gabriella.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH," screamed Jess, running for his life.
Dean then passed Zac a $100 bill. "That should teach Jess stealing is bad," he said.
"Any time," said Zac, pocketing the bill, but alas, he was too busy winking at everyone in a suggestive manner to realize the bill was actually a sandwich. Unfortunately his pocket realized it was a sandwich, as it was getting dripped on, but sandwiches don't have mouths, so Zac didn't notice a thing.
Dean did, but declined to comment on it, except for the fact that, just then, he realized it was a ghost sandwich. Dean panicked and called up the local ghostbusters.
Then, in a very hot yet retro car, Dean drove up, ready for some ghostbusting.
"Well, color me confused," Jess muttered, walking up behind the car.
Due to the terrible mix in stories, Dean/Sam developed Multiple Personality Disorder. (PSA: Know him before you judge him.)
His brother subtly checked out Zac's ass under the pretense of checking for supernatural lifeforms. "Well, what do you expect me to do, Sammy, it's a sandwich!"
Zac winked at Dean, then made out with him. Jess was most perplexed.
Suddenly everyone exploded except Zac because of the paradox-ness of the situation, because Zac rocks. And Zac lived happily ever after, because he was sexy. The end.