5.01 Sympathy for the Devil, part 2/3
( < go back to part uno)
*is singing* And we die young / Faster we run / Down, down, down youre rollin' / Watch the blood float in the muddy sewer / Take another hit / And bury your brother / And we die young / Faster we run / Scarys on the wall...
Huh? Oh hi, you're back. I was just... nevermind. How you been? We're still alive! But um, yeah.
I can see the need for guy hugs between two guys after not quite meeting Lucifer and hole-ing up in a motel under "Rockford" and getting flagged down by a fanfic fangirl armed with garbled, prophetic messages about castles and hills and lots of dogs from a dude in a bathrobe who seems to know where they are every time they turn around... but all of that, somehow, is not nearly as creepy as Bobby walking in and HUGGING the crap out of both of them at this very moment.
*coughs*
*looks away* Too. Much. Tenderness.
"Dean, I fluffed your pillow for you."
*blinks*
WHAT IS GOING ON, HERE.
Dear Bobby,
Thanks for bringing all your angel lore books all this way to ... where are we, again?... you know, the books that we all saw you PORING over about a year ago when Dean got resurrected and all of a sudden angels were the new black pink green when the angels were back in style and Sam was all "comon, dicks are BADASS".
Just wondering... what DID you read that you missed this oh, so important chapter?
I would have thought that y'all guys would have read about Michael and his singing flaming sword way back then and you would have had all this memorized by now, considering the current situation. I guess that means that Sam and Dean are really FAILBUCKET at Angel School. It's a good thing you're around to tell them something they should ALREADY KNOW... hm.
-Lid
P.S. This is not matching up and freaked-out boys are not catching this.
P.P.S. DANGER WILL ROBINSON. Thanks for bringing the Impala.
So! Michael. Hehehe, angels are only kickass when they look like girls. This is clearly why MishaCastiel is a pansy ass.
This reminds me of something.
Dear Boys,
Remember back about three years ago, before you died and you were hunting angels? Remember that? And remember how you walked into Our Lady of the Angels and you spoke to Father Reynolds and Sam recognized and pointed out the Archangel Michael with the flaming sword in the painting on the wall and the Father quoted Luke 2:9? And remember how that was the exact same painting on the wall, Dean, as the one in your gilded cage right before Apocalypse Now?
Now isn't that a coincidence?
-Lid
P.S. Please tell me that you - one of you, at least - actually remember this and you're just playing it close to the vest, because if you don't, do you know what that gets you?
Dear Sam,
Remember how you were so ready to accept the destiny someone offered you to go forth and kill people when you thought it was coming from an angel... like, as long as it was good?
... Q_Q
-Lid
Dear Dean,
Cate Blanchett? Um....
No.
-Lid
P.S. Try Tilda Swinton.
Cuz, you know? Come to think of it, Gabriel was REALLY FREAKING CRAZY INSANE in this movie.
Angels who incite violence among the Chosen and try to start the end of the world with swords of destiny FTW.
Wait, where was I. Oh yeah.
Dear Sam,
You know how you have this... thing... where you try to find the magical Deus Ex Machina to save Deanthe world and make it so that there are rainbows and banana-breath puppies falling from the heavens while you walk anonymously into the sunset? And you know how that seems to work so well every time you find one? Like the Colt? Or the demon knife? Or the blood drinking? ... Stop looking at that Michael Sword like that. *Yoda voice* It does not exist, what you seek.
-Lid
P.S. Nope.
P.P.S. Denied.
"Kid, did you get some bad sushi?"
"No, you don't understand... Bobby, I accidentally the Apocalypse, and... *heavy pause*... you really need to listen to me / Because I'm telling you the truth / I mean this / I am not okay!!!" *headbangs and hammers drums*
Dear Dean,
I love you for telling Sam to shut up.
It's almost just like the old pre-Hell you to be worried about what other people know about Sam when he sets himself up to be pilloried and hunted and, you know, killed and whatnot. *hugs you*
I know you don't want him to take the blame. He shouldn't. It's not really his fault. I know that what you're really worried about is how much Bobby can take. After all, you haven't told him diddly squat about your own little, tiny, major hand in this - not after he told you to quit cryin' like a little fairy princess. He's just not the soft shoulder to cry on that he used to be, huh? And Sam is about to get it, huh? Plus also? You know that the only way to make Sam shut up is to tell him that he didn't start it, right? But that means Bobby would know, too. There's enough bombshells being dropped for now, huh? And you need Bobby's help and you can't risk alienating him like that. I know. *pets*
...
*shmack*
-Lid
Bobby is REALLY TALL here. It's almost like Sam is kneeling.
*is shocked silent*
Dear Sam,
That was brave... but it makes me more worried than proud. I know why you said it. I just don't think... Sam, they can't forgive you and free you from this. You know that, right?
No. I didn't expect Bobby to treat you like your Dad. At least he's helping out until this is all over. It does give me a better idea what the hell John must have done to piss Bobby off enough to get a shotgun leveled at him in the middle of whatever they were doing, but no, it's not fair. It must have been something big. Sam... I'm so sorry.
-Lid
Dear Bobby,
WHAT THE FUCK.
-Lid
Dear Dean,
WHY ARE YOU STILL STANDING THERE. Since WHEN do you choose Bobby over your own brother... oh yeah. *facepalm* Yeah, I KNOW you think it's for the best. *sigh*
-Lid
P.S. *shmack*
Pardon me while there is a brief intermission in this review because I JUST LEFT WITH SAM.
*intermission music*
Sam,
Comon. He's not gonna follow you out. He's made his choice. We need to try to find out more about how this Michael Sword is supposed to be on earth somewhere and how we would even find it. Maybe a hunter has it. Maybe it's in another country if it's in a freakin' castle. You know, we'd have to accidentally a whole other country, haha... hey, wait a minute... Sam? What's bigger than the Apocalypse?
-Lid
P.S. OH, SHI-
"Aha! I can't believe it! I still have Jamie's number in here! Bobby! Guess who has a castle on a hill with forty-two dogs? Me!"
Dear Dean,
It's too late to tell you that I almost saw this coming, isn't it? Yeah, sorry.
-Lid
Dear KripkeShow,
Nice screw your literary symmetry. That was a cheap shot.
-Lid
BOBBYSAN STANDS ON AN APPLE CRATE AND STARES INTO YOUR VERY SOUL. Just look at that reflection. Tsk.
Holy History Books, Batman. I'm getting some serious deja vu. She is so happy to get what they're looking for - the location of the Michael Sword - and her martial arts kink is still going strong.
Always did like knives, didn't you Meg?
Know your way around them, for sure. *ponders* While you're here, I have a quick question. Who helped Pastor Jim findmake HIS demon killing knife? Just curious.
And your violation kink should be hot like it used to be but now it's just ... violating.
*grimaces... gargles with mouthwash*
Dear Mr. SingerShow,
Props to whoever blocked this long-ass expo scene and still gave you all those tight shots. It's just as uncomfortable to watch as it looks like it was to shoot... which, strangely, works somehow.
-Lid
Well, this is awkward.
BOBBY!!!! D:
Dear Fandom,
Does anyone else find it strange that Dean has been backed into a wall and has begged for his life from both his father figures now? And isn't it strange that they both overcame the demons inside them - even if just for a moment - merely at Dean's words and staring into his eyes? And isn't it strange that Dean has never actually finished an exorcism of his own in all the time we've known him? And isn't it weird that the traditional way to temporarily trap a demon while it's still inside a person is with a mirror? And isn't it weird that Dean has done that before but lately he's been breaking more mirrors with his face than he's spent using them? And doesn't it make you wonder that the reason that Ruby slammed the door in Dean's face was because one clear word and look from Dean and Sam would have stopped what he was doing and not accidentallied the Apocalypse?
*wonky eyes* What does it MEAN? Does it taste like peanut butter?
-Lid
And baby I know what its worth / We can have have the best of both worlds / a little Heaven right here on earth / theres a picture in the gallery / of a Fallen angel looked alot like you / We forget where we come from sometimes / I had a dream it was really you
Sam! Thank God you're finally here. Now, come charging into the middle of a fight and get distracted by blood! Hurry!
Dear Sam,
STOP. GETTING HIT. IN THE FACE.
-Me
This is awesome visually ... I can't really explain why I'm so captivated. He's so gentle.
OMG, THEY KILLED VIN DIESEL. (Also, I wanna know who in the trailer stuck a live lightbulb in their mouth to make sure what hollow parts would light up and then forgot that this same concept should also apply to. your. hands.)
There's so many instances where we see people framed this way on this show. There's no means of escape from destiny.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Lots of bloody baby boy stuff.
*drinks heavily*
Me? No... this doesn't make me wonder about what could have been John's life AT ALL. *shakes head* Nope. Doesn't ring a bell.
It stands to reason that they'd drive and walk him in to the ER since calling an ambulance from the motel is just gonna cause them to - oh - get arrested. It hurts so much to see Bobby hurt that I can't really... I'm still shocked. What happened that allowed Bobby to get possessed? Is this some new level of mojo that no charms are going to guard against? Can we draw a devil's trap inside the hood of the Impala? ... Would THAT even work? If even Bobby... I'm skeered, you guys.
Dear Fandom,
SAM DOES HIS OWN DAMN HAIR, OKAY.
- Lid Sam Lid
GO TO PART 3
*is singing* And we die young / Faster we run / Down, down, down youre rollin' / Watch the blood float in the muddy sewer / Take another hit / And bury your brother / And we die young / Faster we run / Scarys on the wall...
Huh? Oh hi, you're back. I was just... nevermind. How you been? We're still alive! But um, yeah.
I can see the need for guy hugs between two guys after not quite meeting Lucifer and hole-ing up in a motel under "Rockford" and getting flagged down by a fanfic fangirl armed with garbled, prophetic messages about castles and hills and lots of dogs from a dude in a bathrobe who seems to know where they are every time they turn around... but all of that, somehow, is not nearly as creepy as Bobby walking in and HUGGING the crap out of both of them at this very moment.
*coughs*
*looks away* Too. Much. Tenderness.
"Dean, I fluffed your pillow for you."
*blinks*
WHAT IS GOING ON, HERE.
Dear Bobby,
Thanks for bringing all your angel lore books all this way to ... where are we, again?... you know, the books that we all saw you PORING over about a year ago when Dean got resurrected and all of a sudden angels were the new black pink green when the angels were back in style and Sam was all "comon, dicks are BADASS".
Just wondering... what DID you read that you missed this oh, so important chapter?
I would have thought that y'all guys would have read about Michael and his singing flaming sword way back then and you would have had all this memorized by now, considering the current situation. I guess that means that Sam and Dean are really FAILBUCKET at Angel School. It's a good thing you're around to tell them something they should ALREADY KNOW... hm.
-Lid
P.S. This is not matching up and freaked-out boys are not catching this.
P.P.S. DANGER WILL ROBINSON. Thanks for bringing the Impala.
So! Michael. Hehehe, angels are only kickass when they look like girls. This is clearly why MishaCastiel is a pansy ass.
This reminds me of something.
Dear Boys,
Remember back about three years ago, before you died and you were hunting angels? Remember that? And remember how you walked into Our Lady of the Angels and you spoke to Father Reynolds and Sam recognized and pointed out the Archangel Michael with the flaming sword in the painting on the wall and the Father quoted Luke 2:9? And remember how that was the exact same painting on the wall, Dean, as the one in your gilded cage right before Apocalypse Now?
Now isn't that a coincidence?
-Lid
P.S. Please tell me that you - one of you, at least - actually remember this and you're just playing it close to the vest, because if you don't, do you know what that gets you?
Dear Sam,
Remember how you were so ready to accept the destiny someone offered you to go forth and kill people when you thought it was coming from an angel... like, as long as it was good?
... Q_Q
-Lid
Dear Dean,
Cate Blanchett? Um....
No.
-Lid
P.S. Try Tilda Swinton.
Cuz, you know? Come to think of it, Gabriel was REALLY FREAKING CRAZY INSANE in this movie.
Angels who incite violence among the Chosen and try to start the end of the world with swords of destiny FTW.
Wait, where was I. Oh yeah.
Dear Sam,
You know how you have this... thing... where you try to find the magical Deus Ex Machina to save Deanthe world and make it so that there are rainbows and banana-breath puppies falling from the heavens while you walk anonymously into the sunset? And you know how that seems to work so well every time you find one? Like the Colt? Or the demon knife? Or the blood drinking? ... Stop looking at that Michael Sword like that. *Yoda voice* It does not exist, what you seek.
-Lid
P.S. Nope.
P.P.S. Denied.
"Kid, did you get some bad sushi?"
"No, you don't understand... Bobby, I accidentally the Apocalypse, and... *heavy pause*... you really need to listen to me / Because I'm telling you the truth / I mean this / I am not okay!!!" *headbangs and hammers drums*
Dear Dean,
I love you for telling Sam to shut up.
It's almost just like the old pre-Hell you to be worried about what other people know about Sam when he sets himself up to be pilloried and hunted and, you know, killed and whatnot. *hugs you*
I know you don't want him to take the blame. He shouldn't. It's not really his fault. I know that what you're really worried about is how much Bobby can take. After all, you haven't told him diddly squat about your own little, tiny, major hand in this - not after he told you to quit cryin' like a little fairy princess. He's just not the soft shoulder to cry on that he used to be, huh? And Sam is about to get it, huh? Plus also? You know that the only way to make Sam shut up is to tell him that he didn't start it, right? But that means Bobby would know, too. There's enough bombshells being dropped for now, huh? And you need Bobby's help and you can't risk alienating him like that. I know. *pets*
...
*shmack*
-Lid
Bobby is REALLY TALL here. It's almost like Sam is kneeling.
*is shocked silent*
Dear Sam,
That was brave... but it makes me more worried than proud. I know why you said it. I just don't think... Sam, they can't forgive you and free you from this. You know that, right?
No. I didn't expect Bobby to treat you like your Dad. At least he's helping out until this is all over. It does give me a better idea what the hell John must have done to piss Bobby off enough to get a shotgun leveled at him in the middle of whatever they were doing, but no, it's not fair. It must have been something big. Sam... I'm so sorry.
-Lid
Dear Bobby,
WHAT THE FUCK.
-Lid
Dear Dean,
WHY ARE YOU STILL STANDING THERE. Since WHEN do you choose Bobby over your own brother... oh yeah. *facepalm* Yeah, I KNOW you think it's for the best. *sigh*
-Lid
P.S. *shmack*
Pardon me while there is a brief intermission in this review because I JUST LEFT WITH SAM.
*intermission music*
Sam,
Comon. He's not gonna follow you out. He's made his choice. We need to try to find out more about how this Michael Sword is supposed to be on earth somewhere and how we would even find it. Maybe a hunter has it. Maybe it's in another country if it's in a freakin' castle. You know, we'd have to accidentally a whole other country, haha... hey, wait a minute... Sam? What's bigger than the Apocalypse?
-Lid
P.S. OH, SHI-
"Aha! I can't believe it! I still have Jamie's number in here! Bobby! Guess who has a castle on a hill with forty-two dogs? Me!"
Dear Dean,
It's too late to tell you that I almost saw this coming, isn't it? Yeah, sorry.
-Lid
Dear KripkeShow,
Nice screw your literary symmetry. That was a cheap shot.
-Lid
BOBBYSAN STANDS ON AN APPLE CRATE AND STARES INTO YOUR VERY SOUL. Just look at that reflection. Tsk.
Holy History Books, Batman. I'm getting some serious deja vu. She is so happy to get what they're looking for - the location of the Michael Sword - and her martial arts kink is still going strong.
Always did like knives, didn't you Meg?
Know your way around them, for sure. *ponders* While you're here, I have a quick question. Who helped Pastor Jim findmake HIS demon killing knife? Just curious.
And your violation kink should be hot like it used to be but now it's just ... violating.
*grimaces... gargles with mouthwash*
Dear Mr. SingerShow,
Props to whoever blocked this long-ass expo scene and still gave you all those tight shots. It's just as uncomfortable to watch as it looks like it was to shoot... which, strangely, works somehow.
-Lid
Well, this is awkward.
BOBBY!!!! D:
Dear Fandom,
Does anyone else find it strange that Dean has been backed into a wall and has begged for his life from both his father figures now? And isn't it strange that they both overcame the demons inside them - even if just for a moment - merely at Dean's words and staring into his eyes? And isn't it strange that Dean has never actually finished an exorcism of his own in all the time we've known him? And isn't it weird that the traditional way to temporarily trap a demon while it's still inside a person is with a mirror? And isn't it weird that Dean has done that before but lately he's been breaking more mirrors with his face than he's spent using them? And doesn't it make you wonder that the reason that Ruby slammed the door in Dean's face was because one clear word and look from Dean and Sam would have stopped what he was doing and not accidentallied the Apocalypse?
*wonky eyes* What does it MEAN? Does it taste like peanut butter?
-Lid
And baby I know what its worth / We can have have the best of both worlds / a little Heaven right here on earth / theres a picture in the gallery / of a Fallen angel looked alot like you / We forget where we come from sometimes / I had a dream it was really you
Sam! Thank God you're finally here. Now, come charging into the middle of a fight and get distracted by blood! Hurry!
Dear Sam,
STOP. GETTING HIT. IN THE FACE.
-Me
This is awesome visually ... I can't really explain why I'm so captivated. He's so gentle.
OMG, THEY KILLED VIN DIESEL. (Also, I wanna know who in the trailer stuck a live lightbulb in their mouth to make sure what hollow parts would light up and then forgot that this same concept should also apply to. your. hands.)
There's so many instances where we see people framed this way on this show. There's no means of escape from destiny.
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Lots of bloody baby boy stuff.
*drinks heavily*
Me? No... this doesn't make me wonder about what could have been John's life AT ALL. *shakes head* Nope. Doesn't ring a bell.
It stands to reason that they'd drive and walk him in to the ER since calling an ambulance from the motel is just gonna cause them to - oh - get arrested. It hurts so much to see Bobby hurt that I can't really... I'm still shocked. What happened that allowed Bobby to get possessed? Is this some new level of mojo that no charms are going to guard against? Can we draw a devil's trap inside the hood of the Impala? ... Would THAT even work? If even Bobby... I'm skeered, you guys.
Dear Fandom,
SAM DOES HIS OWN DAMN HAIR, OKAY.
- Lid Sam Lid
GO TO PART 3