Will The Real Dean and Sam Winchester Please Stand Up? 1/1 [R-sh] Mostly Gen, Mostly RPS

Jun 17, 2010 21:22

Title: Will The Real Dean and Sam Winchester Please Stand Up?
Author: truelyesoteric
Rating R (language)
Pairing: You are allowed to see what you want to see.
Words: 1600
Disclaimer: Kripke owns Dean and Sam. Jensen and Jared are (and will always be) unowned.
Warning: There is a quiz at the end of the story.
Summary: Jensen and Jared meet Sam and Dean. Kind of. And not at all.



Back when it all began Jared and Jensen were so thrilled about the show, about the opportunity, about the journey that they were about to embark on that they didn't really notice anything. They jumped full-fledged into acting, into stunts, into the vibrancy of the show that they were open and friendly.

Angus Miller and his brother Dave had been introduced to them by Eric. Both were shorter, round-but not fat, balding men, wearing plaid and trucker hats. Eric had told the cast that they were consultants, but really never told anyone what they were consulting on.

Jared and Jensen never gave it much thought. They had been introduced to seventy people that day and they were kind of itching to go to their stunt coordinator so they didn't really spend much time contemplating Angus and Dave.

Angus had looked up at Jared (most people typically did) and let out a huge sigh.

"He had to be taller?" Angus asked.

Eric shrugged. "He's the right actor, for this role."

"He's ugly enough," Angus said. "But he shouldn't be taller than his older brother."

“Hey,” Jared said and Dean stepped forward before Eric pointed them in the direction of the area they were going to be learning fights in.

Jensen and Jared didn’t give it much thought for the rest of the day.

They were that excited.

Angus and Dave would watch during the pilot, roll their eyes often, and whisper to Kripke. By the end of the pilot they still had never spoken to Jared and Jensen. They talked about them a great deal, well Angus did, Dave was very very quiet, but only to Kripke and typically when anyone could hear them.

"He's too pretty," Angus had muttered. "His daddy wouldn't have to worry about demons he'd have the perverts pounding down his door. It would be a fucking full time job."

Angus said a lot of things like that about Jared being tall (and possibly not smart enough because apparently Sam was supposed to be Einstein) and Jensen being pretty (and way too pretty - Jensen and Jared were beginning to think that Angus WAS one of the perverts that he was always expounding upon).

But in the end these two random guys were a blip (Jared and Jensen just assumed that they were gripey grips who never did any work - maybe union guys who were there to supervise? The men were fairly non descript, fairly and when they managed to shut up nobody noticed them).

Jensen and Jared were so thrilled for their own show, for something that was as awesome like this that they barely noticed anything but the potential. They left the pilot with their fingers crossed.

The show got picked up and Angus and Dave didn't make an appearance for 'Wendigo', they did however show up for 'Phantom Traveler.' Jared was filming the plane scene trying to get the Latin right when Dave, who was turning purple, yelled out.

"He's saying it wrong," Dave screamed, as if he could not hold it back any more.

Jared looked up startled. Jensen looked up offended, already ready to defend his on screen brother.

Eric looked at the four of them standing off and to be honest he kind of giggled.

"Okay," he said. "We're gonna take a break."

With that he hustled the four of them into the room. It was interesting. Angus and Jensen were facing off. It looked as if each was protecting the one behind them.

Eric just looked at the tense scene, giddy as a schoolgirl.

"Who are these guys," Jensen asked tersely.

"People who can actually speak Latin, without mangling it to garbage," Dave retorted, apparently having found his voice.

"Hey," Jared said, offended.

“Like that is important,” Angus muttered.

“It does when it is your life on the line,” Dave retorted to his brother.

Angus didn't give up an inch, but he muttered to his brother. "Yeah well maybe having the pretty-boy actors actually know words that can do something would be a bad idea."

Dave rolled his eyes. "I guess so, we definitely don't need THEM to think that they can do anything when they obviously cannot even speak it."

“Hey,” Jared said, still offended. “It’s a dead language. Nobody is going to die if my accent sucks.”

“They might,” Dave said and he was kind of scary (Jared was a little impressed).

Jensen and Jared looked at each other and then looked at the brothers and then looked at Eric, they were trying to figure out where the crazy in the room was because it definitely was somewhere.

Eric was personifying it as he clasped his hands together.

"Jensen, Jared," he began in that announcing voice. "Maybe I should have said something sooner."

"Oh fuck," Angus said, resigning himself to whatever was going to happen.

"Angus and Dave," Eric told them. "They're the real deal. They're the real Sam and Dean."

Jared's eyes got wide.

"Oh fuck," Jensen said.

**

Later that night and many beers later Jensen and Jared sat with Angus and Dave. It was actually pretty enlightening. That was the night that they figured out their characters because their characters were right in front of them.

It was at the end of the night that Angus yelled out what would become iconic Dean.

"Dave," he yelled out, gruff and indignant, when Dave was supposed to be getting him a beer.

Jensen just looked at him. From then on that was pretty much the only way that he could say Sam's name.

It had to be as if his little brother was lost in a crowded mall and he was a whiskey drinking, pack a day smoking, metal front man.

And that was kind of the root of his character.

From that point on Jared and Jensen began looking to Angus and Dave, who were actually a little bit of a challenge to draw out.

"What happens?" Jared was fond of asking.

Angus would just cock his head. "You ain't ready for that yet son."

"Is it all true?" Jared asked, in the second season, looking at Dave as if his eyes were going to light up yellow.

"They embellish the shit out of it," Angus answered.

Dave spoke as almost a throw away. "But its pretty fucking accurate."

Jared looked at Dave with a little awe. Dave just smiled a bit. Dave was a bit of a dork. He and Jared got along fabulously.

Angus was a bit harder of a sell, he appreciated Jensen's diction on "SAM", but he looked at Jensen and Jared as Sam and Dean.

"They're kind of gay," Angus announced.

Jared looked back startled. "Us or the characters?"

Angus made a non-committal noise.

**

There was one other thing that always pissed off Angus.

"Stop crying!" he growled over the phone, because apparently he watched the show. "I don't fucking cry."

"Bullshit," Dave yelled from the background. "There was that time..."

"Shut it Dave," Angus growled.

"And that time in Mooresville," Dave yelled, laughing.

Angus hung up the phone, presumably to kick his middle aged brother's ass.

**

It was just the way of things.

"Bitch" and "Jerk" was directly theirs, those were their pet names.

Jensen loved to interject Angus-isms.

His favorite one was " Yeah, MySpace, what the hell is that? Seriously, is that like some sort of porn site?"

Pure Angus.

And Busty Asian Beauties.

That was definitely Angus.

**

For three season Angus and Dave taught proper Latin pronunciation, how to pick a lock, how to really pull credit card and pool scams, and how to perform a ritual and 'not look like a fucking idiot.'

Jim Beaver loved Angus and Dave.

Angus and Dave really were the inspiration for the tone of the show, even the cast got in on it.

Jensen and Jared asked them a million questions and got a million vague non-answers.

The boys were completely baffled as to where it was real and where it wasn't. Angus and Dave would disappear from time to time and then appear at random intervals.

"Cat convention in Topeka." Or the like was always their excuse with Angus smirking and Dave rolling his eyes.

At the end of season three Angus and Dave looked at them and squinted.

"Its been good boys," Angus said, speaking as always. "But we got some stuff to do, so that way you can have some stuff to do in season twenty."

"We probably won't be back," Dave nodded and clasped Jared on the shoulder. "Be good, you're getting good, and you're in for some hard times. Enjoy it, I know you're itching to go all-evil. When you do don't hold anything back. I really don’t want to look like a wuss."

Angus did not clap Jensen on the shoulder. Jensen was well aware of this. He knew what Angus was like, hell he inhabited Angus' head on a daily basis.

"Stop looking at the kid's ass and making me look all gay," Angus informed him.

With that the two men left. Jensen and Jared watched them go.

"Hard to believe that you can manage to make Dean have so many issues," Jared said dryly. "Angus seems so well adjusted."

Neither said anything for a moment. Jensen and Jared didn't know if it was their 'hobby' that had taken them or if they just got tired of driving to Vancouver when they had a job to do.

But that was the last time they saw Angus and Dave.

THE END

Except for a hint of them two years later.

Jensen got a telegram. He didn't even know they made those any more.

Fuckhead STOP Your girl has an awesome rack and a killer ass STOP Quit looking at the kid's ass STOP Seriously STOP Gay STOP

There was no signature. It made Jensen laugh for a very long time.

"I guess they're ok," Jared said, reading over Jensen's shoulder.

Jensen smiled a little. "Yeah they're always ok."

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