034- [Video]

[wayward_sam]

[Screen turns on to show a skinny boy with long black bangs hiding most of his eyes sitting in a dark, cramped place with a dim lamp of sorts providing dramatic lighting. He's apparently balanced the communicator on a box or something, as his arms can just barely be seen wrapped around his knees, which are drawn up to his chest. He looks like he's

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[saved_ur_ass]

What kind of drugs did you give your actor, Sam?

[wayward_sam]

It's not about drugs. Drugs just blind you to the pain, but the pain never actually goes away. It's always there. It always hurts.

[saved_ur_ass]

I can make the pain go away, Sam. I can make it stop hurting

Oh I swear to fuck...I ought to shove her in that closet with you.

[wayward_sam]

Who is she? Can she really make it stop? Can she? Just take all of the hurt and the lies and the death and make it go away? Because I'm so tired. I just want things to stop hurting.

[saved_ur_ass]

I can. Just trust me and it won't hurt anymore

Oh hell. Why not? [Ruby grabs her actor's upper arm and starts dragging her toward Sam's room]

We'll be there in a minute. Open up when I knock and she's all yours.

[Maybe they'd kill each other]

[wayward_sam]

Really? You'll let me? Will Dean be okay with this? I don't want to hurt Dean, but if it'll stop the hurting for both of us....

[Actually, I predict lots of weeping in each other's arms as they angst about how unfair their lives are, followed perhaps by really unseemly, nauseating guilt!sex. So it's canon!]

[saved_ur_ass]

Dean will understand. At least he'll understand when nothing hurts anymore.

[Ruby drags her actor into Sam's room and knocks hard and annoyed on the closet door]

I've got you own personal giant bottle of Advil here, Sam. Open up.

[Good point. You're probably closer to the truth. ilysm. It's totally canon]

[wayward_sam]

[Sam comes out of the bathroom, surprised to see Ruby there. Before he can say anything, though, the closet door opens and the actor, still sitting on the floor, peers up at Ruby and her actor.]

Are you really going to take away the pain? You weren't lying, like everyone else?

... do I really want to know?

[saved_ur_ass]

I never lied, not to you, Sam

[Ruby smacks her actor in the back of the head hard.]

Keep using my lines, Bitch. I will end you.

[She shoves her actor in the closet and slams the door before turning to Sam, her arms crossing over her chest.]

I'm making both of our lives easier.

[wayward_sam]

[Sam's actor flinches when Ruby strikes her actor, raising his arms as though meaning to catch her before she can fall. Sam, in the mean time, just gawks at Ruby.]

You're... locking a needy and semi-vampiric actress in a dark closet with a lonely, moping actor. You do realize that if they don't kill one another off, they run the risk of breeding, right?

[saved_ur_ass]

[Ruby shrugs in response]

Survival of the fittest. No way their kid is making it past its eighteenth birthday even if they did breed. Hell, no way it's making it past it's tenth birthday.

[wayward_sam]

[Sam winces as he shoots a glance at the closet.]

Oh God, they're probably pawing at one another in there. Or crying in each other's arms. I feel dirty.

[saved_ur_ass]

[Ruby smirks at Sam in response then wanders over and sits down on the edge of the bed]

At least they're not out here crying or pawing and they're both quiet.

[wayward_sam]

[Sam continues to stare at the closet door with a disgusted expression on his face.]

I don't think I'm ever wearing any of the shirts in that closet again. There goes the majority of my wardrobe.

[saved_ur_ass]

[Ruby wrinkles her nose in disgust]

Okay, eww. I can't say I blame you. Darn...you'll just have to go naked.

[She gives him a cat-ate-the-canary grin]

Kidding, Puppy, we can probably get some things at the vendors...or maybe the closet will feel sorry for you and give you new things.

[wayward_sam]

[Sam whips his head to look at Ruby so quickly that he gets a bit dizzy.]

That sounds more like Dean's solution to the problem. Well that, and figuring out some way to record and broadcast whatever unholy alliance is going on in there to the entire mansion.

[He shudders when he hears his actor crying again.]

For God's sake, I don't cry like that! I hope you accidentally step on your stupid burger.