Snow! A Supernatural One-shot



“Well?” Rory called to Dean. She pursed her lips, blowing fog at him and feeling decidedly like a dragon. Dean shut the hood of the impala, looking across it at Rory and raising an eyebrow. At least someone was being entertained by their plight. He could have listened when Sam had warned them about the impending snow. But then, Sammy never could get his facts straight when he had a fever. How was he supposed to know what to believe?

“She’ll be fine,” he crunched through the snow to her. “I’ll walk to the garage and grab some chains and stuff, will you watch her? Cas’ll be back in a second with coffee.”

“The chains you left behind because we didn’t need them.” Rory didn’t even try to hide her smirk.  “Maybe I should just go find Cas, she’ll be fine on her own. It’s not like anyone lives in town, let alone on this street. Even if they did, they’re not going steal a ‘67 Impala.” Dean clenched his jaw together, purposefully looking away. She smirked. She had no idea why, but she took an odd pleasure in pissing him off.

“Will you just….”

“I know I know, don’t worry, I’ll guard her with my life.” she nudged his arm. “Now get. The sooner you return the sooner we can get home.”

“You don’t like being stuck in the cold?” he waggled his eyebrows. Rory gave a pointed look at the mounds of snow around them.

“I won’t be the only one in about two seconds.”

Dean held out his hands as he backed away.

“You’re picking a fight with the wrong guy.” he called. Rory rolled her eyes.

“Uh huh, talk big.” she leaned against the hood of the car and watched him disappear down the road. The chill settled through her and she shoved her hands into her pockets, shrinking against the car. The quiet town was now deathly still with the thick layers of snow. It was peaceful and biting.

She could hear Cas crunching through the snow before she saw him. He was laboring towards her, small puffs of smoke matching his labored breathing.

“You didn’t have to run. Why exactly didn’t you ninja your way back here?”He set the tray of coffee atop the impala, leaning on the hood.

“Sam thinks I should experience more things, it’s supposed to help me assimilate.” he replied. Rory grinned.

“That seems wise.” she paused, getting an idea. “You want to really experience snow?”

Dean wasn’t surprised when the impala came into view and there was no one near her. He also wasn’t surprised to see the snow around the car had been ravished. He smirked and shook his head. She thought she could get him? No sir, he’d been at this for too long, he knew better. He looked over at Kevin who’d walked over with him from the bunker. Gesturing for him to keep walking Dean quietly dropped the chains and picked up two handfuls of snow. Kevin grinned, lengthening his steps, ensuring his crunching could be heard from the impala.

Dean crept around the car till he was facing Cas and Rory’s backs. In one quick swoop he’d shoved both snowballs down their backs and retreated around the car. The two hollered as freezing snow dripped down their backs. Rory whirled around on her knees and pelted Dean with the stack of snowballs she’d armed herself with. He dodged her first several attempts, grinning ear to ear.

“What was that about being cold? Hmm??” he taunted, reaching down to arm himself once again.

“Oh you’re gonna get it Winchester.”



Long overdue

It was obligatory. I’d seen the first Hobbit movie and most of the second one, so naturally I went to see the final film.

Those midnight treks are fun, regardless of the film (or it’s predecessors). There is a mutual excitement that the audience shares with each other in anticipation of the epic that awaits(generally speaking, I don’t know anyone who goes to midnight showings for Rom-Coms).

The Hobbit: The Battle of the Five Armies picks up exactly where The Desolation of Smaug left off. Dragon goes to Laketown to destroy basically all of it, aside from a remarkable amount of people, whilst the dwarves do nothing. The dwarves now have their mountain and all of it’s riches, and of course the surviving people of Laketown and Thranduil, king of Jerk-wood, want a piece of what is left. Meanwhile Thorin (King Dwarf in case you didn’t know) has the ‘dragon sickness’, basically meaning he’s become obsessed with his long sought for wealth.

Add all that together and what do you get? A two hour long battle scene over a bunch of gold. Oh, and the orcs – two armies of them, because what’s a battle in Middle Earth without the Dark Lord trying to take over.

It was a far more entertaining two hours than the last two films. Mostly because I have always been a hardcore Legolas fangirl and he definitely got his time to shine. It’s also more fun to see people get decapitated for two hours than to watch them trek through New Zealand for the same amount of time.

Two of my big disappointments were A) the special effects – there were far too many. Not long into the film I decided I was watching a video game and not a live-action movie. This is the same beef I had with the last two films and it angers me because we came to expect so much out of Peter Jackson’s work (really though…why the fake orcs…WHYYY) B) sound mixing – sound editing? whoever is involved with adding the music and dialogue in. The dialogue felt so fake, everything was loud and hyper-stereo, I didn’t believe that the actors were actually speaking during the scene (adding to the whole ‘video game’ feel) The music felt constantly stifled, I often wanted it to soar with the battle but it didn’t. It just sort of sat beneath the ice that Thorin was fighting. C) the love triangle. It was pointless. Neither the film or the story needed it (though I appreciated Legolas’ part in it – he’s such a great elf **dreamy sigh**).

It was a fun time though and not particularly a waste of money. Will I be surprised when it gets near nothing at the awards shows? No, and I’m sorry in advance to the people who will be legitimately sad that it doesn’t. The awards like to think they have some sort of standard **she remarked dubiously**.


Define Christmas Concert…

It’s been a crazy weekend.The entirety of it’s events could encompass a rather large book.  That being said, I did go out of comfort zone this weekend and experience a great concert (…..ish).

Rewind to Wednesday, when I got a message from a dear friend of mine that included a link to buy tickets for Misha Collin’s Christmas Shenanigans, or ‘A Very Mannly Supernatural Stonehenge Random Acts Christmas’. I didn’t really think anything of it, the site said the tickets were already sold out and I just didn’t think we’d be able to go.

But LO, halfway through the day Amanda messages me saying she’s gotten tickets (WHAT). We were going to see THE Misha Collins and Jason Manns, live and in the flesh (WHAT).

Of course we had to get ugly Christmas sweaters (there was going to be a costume contest apparently, but I was far from prepared for that) and the more I read about the event the more I was confused as to what it actually was. Concert? Party? Concert/party/movie/thing?? Of course why on earth should I try to fit the thing in a box, it was being hosted by Misha Collins after all.

So we drive to Hollywood on Friday night, (where there just happened to be a shooting merely feet from where we ate dinner, but that’s a whole other story) both excited and nervous (I’ll be honest here, I was the nervous one and nervous is probably an understatement).

We arrived at the King King, a club on Hollywood Blvd. and waited in line, made a friend, (Hey Monique!) got to see everyone else’s sweaters and costumes. Everyone was absolutely so creative (I realize that sounds a little gushy, but I appreciated the thought these people put into their costumes). Krampus, apocalypse Santa and wife, Christmas tree wise-men, Christmas Cas complete with a book of Cas-mas carols, everyone was gorgeous and it was so fun.

Jason Manns started off the night with his amazing beard and even more amazing voice. His album is brilliant, don’t get me wrong, but he’s utterly FANTASTIC live. He was accompanied by several Supernatural cast members who participated in his Christmas album (Louden Swain – check them out – also Jason Manns if you haven’t already). We then proceeded to watch Stonehenge Apocalypse accompanied by stop motion shorts that tied the film into the Christmas theme (yes it worked).

It was a pretty random night, but the most fun I have or ever will have at a Christmas celebration!

Below are the really terrible pictures I took – the red and green lights weren’t conducive to my poor camera phone, but that meant I got the luxury of shoving my phone in my pocket and not bothering with it for most of the concert.



Matt Cohen stalling for Jason as he preps to sing (I still can’t believe I was there for this)



Misha Collins and Matt Cohen discussing the stop-motion figures (Misha is holding the Yeti)


While this is the probably the worst picture ever – I thought the lighting was appropriate so I tried any way. This is the amaaaazzing Rob Benedict showered in the light of heaven (ok not really, but close right? haha)

Best night ever. Now I can’t wait for another event!