Title: So You Think You Can Hunt
Characters: Dean, Sam
Rating/Warning: GEN, PG, CONVERSATION, mild crack.
Word Count: Drabble
Disclaimer: Not mine
A/N: Utterly random. Because god only knows why but I wound up watching "So You Think You Can Dance" today. Anyone who knows me will tell you this is obviously a sign of mind-control or other evil powers in action. [LJ-only]
-
So You Think You Can Hunt
by CaffieneKitty
-
Timeline: Season 3 Post-Mystery-Spot sometime I guess.
-
"What? Which one?"
"Her."
"'Hot tamale train' chick?"
"Yeah."
"So you think a national TV personality's a banshee?"
"Not a full banshee obviously or there'd be piles of corpses, but that screaming's unnatural."
"You wanna check her out?"
"To be safe."
"She's on TV, dude. How would we get close enough to her?"
"The show has public tryouts, Dean."
"...wait. You're not seriously suggesting we try out-"
"Why not? We don't need to dance well. Remember the guy with the fedora?"
"No. Okay? Just no."
"But Dean-"
"No, Sam. I'm not making a frigging ass of myself for a vaguely hinted possible-maybe-banshee that isn't killing anyone!"
"You could do 'Heat of the Moment'"
"... No."
- - -
(That's all there is.)
Post A/N: Because I know people will ask, I used the Asia song because 'Eye of the Tiger' is Jensen. 'Heat of the Moment' is Dean.
Conversations Index