Sort of glad that I knocked it dow to the final product, because organising that many actors (including m'self) would've been a bit hectic...Plus, one or two of the bro's lines I was never really satifisfied with...
Nevertheless, here you go! ^^
1. INT. Computer Room – College – Evening
In the
darkened room, one light is seen; it partially illuminates a FIGURE sat behind
a PC. He TAPS away at the keyboard, creating a Blog post.
On the
screen, we see the term ‘FAN-FICTION’.
The FIGURE
LAUGHS MANIACALLY.
TITLE CARD:
‘ÜBERNATURAL’
2. INT. Computer Room – College – Day
A door
CREAKS open. Brothers DEAN & SAM cautiously walk in with their angel
CASTIEL. Scanning devices in hand, they slowly look around.
Dean SNIFFS
the air:
DEAN
Smell that?
We’re in the right place;
Sulphur.
SAM
Sorry, that
was uh...That was me...
DEAN
Dude...!
He covers
his mouth with his sleeve.
CASTIEL
I’ve
smelled worse.
Dean reacts
before he continues to SCAN. He passes one PC that gives off a high reading. He
indicates to Castiel:
DEAN
(CONT’D)
Cas! This
one!
Castiel steps
over, turning the PC on, eying it with interest:
CASTIEL
‘Vista’...
SAM
They’re
still using Vista?!
CASTIEL
What’s wrong
with it?
DEAN
Well, just
about everything...!
CASTIEL
It doesn’t
look that different from Sam’s.
SAM
No,
no...Mine’s 7; hell-of-a lot better!
CASTIEL
Ah...Why did they call it 7...?
SAM
I
dunno...Seventh generation operating
system, I guess.
CASTIEL
No. The
others weren’t 1-6, so why is
this 7...?
Pause. Dean
lights up with an idea:
DEAN
Seven
Deadly Sins! There you go, Sammy;
you to a T!
He PATS
Sam’s arm as he strolls past.
SAM
Ah, no!
Dean! Could be the Seven
Virtues!
Dean stops.
He walks back toward Sam with a puzzled look. His face then stretches as he ‘realises’:
DEAN
Oh my God...!
He turns
off the pretend-patronising:
DEAN (CONT’D)
We’re
talking about a computer...!
SAM
I hate it
when you do that.
DEAN
And I hate
wasting time trying to figure
out which computer to salt ‘n’
burn...Or exercise...!
They
briefly stare each other out for a moment:
SAM
Do you want
me to hack it or not?
DEAN
(Sarcastically)
Hmm, ‘do I
want you to help get rid a demonic presence’...
Sam has
already started logging into the machine
DEAN
(CONT’D)
(Still
sarcastic)
Well gee,
I’m gonna phone a friend! Cas;
should he do it?’
CASTIEL
Yes.
DEAN
(Still
sarcastic)
Why thank
you; and that’s my final answer!
‘Yes’!
Sam has sat
down:
SAM
Good...I’m
in! You done?
DEAN
Nope...!
SAM
Whoa...
He looks
back and forth between Dean and Castiel before looking back at the screen.
CASTIEL
What is it?
SAM
Someone’s
been having fun...! A lot of fun...!
Dean walks
around to see what’s on the screen:
DEAN
Hey, looks
like I get all the fun!
He reads a
bit more:
DEAN
(CONT’D)
With...
He looks up
at Castiel, who looks back with confusion:
DEAN
(CONT’D)
Ever heard
of the phrase ‘Touched by
an Angel’?
Dean tries
to indicate to Castiel what he’s referring to, but Castiel isn’t getting it.
DEAN
(CONT’D)
Forget it.
SAM
Looks like
it’s on that site we came
across some years ago...Hell Hound’s
Lair.
CASTIEL
What’s that
about?
SAM
People
submit and report legends and
stories about supernatural stuff...Looks
like some of our fans got in on the action...!
DEAN
But why
would you post it on that site? It’s Tumblr material,
right?
SAM
Hm...Last
time we came across Hell Hound’s
Lair, it involved a Tibetan Tulpa.
The fiction became more real the more people read it.
DEAN
Whoa,
you’re saying Cas and I are gonna...?
SAM
You seem
close enough already; maybe
you’ll enjoy it!
DEAN
Well,
thanks for your advice, Dr. Feelgood!
Delete it!
Pause.
SAM
Alright; fun
while it lasted...
A few TAPS
of the keyboard and Sam suddenly FLINCHES from HITTING return.
SAM
(CONT’D)
Son of
a...!
DEAN
What was
that?
Sam looks
closer:
SAM
Protection...Can’t
delete it!
DEAN
Oh
great...!
SAM
Yep...We
have accursed fan-fiction more
evil than Vista!
Suddenly,
CROWLEY appears in the chair behind them, LAUGHING sardonically:
CASTIEL
You...!
CROWLEY
Oh Sammy...Try
not to say ‘evil’ in such an
archaic fashion. It’s all relative,
really...
Beat.
CROWLY
(CONT’D)
Mind you I would say that, wouldn’t I...? But listen: inconvenient, inconsiderate, unhelpful, disagreeable,
conflicting, contrasting, unkind, etcetera...Yeah. But
‘evil’?
Beat.
CROWLEY
(CONT’D)
Alright, let’s
look in terms of ‘good
& bad’; as King of Hell I’m in
charge of punishing thousands upon
thousands of souls every day for doing ‘bad’ things. Doesn’t that technically make me ‘good’?
DEAN
Yeah, good
at gettin’ your ass kicked!
With a
casual flick of his fingers, Crowley THROWS Dean across the room...He CRASHES
into the wall/door:
CROWLEY
Sam helps
Dean up:
SAM
You
alright?
Dean GROANS:
DEAN
Super...Can’t
you tell by my sunny disposition?
Castiel’s
clenched hand starts to glow a bright white as the angel keeps glaring at
Crowley:
CASTIEL
You harm
him again...I dare you.
CROWLEY
Oh that’s
right. You want him all to
yourself, don’t you?
The
smite-light disappears. Castiel turns to Dean:
CASTIEL
Do I...?
Beat.
DEAN
You feelin’
anything?
CASTIEL
No.
Dean has a
slightly awkward pause:
DEAN
Wanna try
it...?
Castiel’s
reaction is enough to tell Dean ‘no’!
Crowley
looks back & forth between them both, before SIGHING:
CROWLEY
Alright,
you two should be tearing into
each other. Where’s my writer?!
Suddenly,
GABRIEL appears next to Crowley:
GABRIEL
You
called...?
SAM
Gabriel? You wrote the fan-fic...?
GABRIEL
Oh
yeah...Even the King of Hell gets
bored, sometimes...
CROWLEY
Yep! And
when I do, I like to annoy you
three! Especially you, Cas...
CASTIEL
I wondered
why I’ve been hearing screaming
lullabies every night...!
GABRIEL
Problem is;
when you’re bored, you should
see me in person!
CROWLEY
What’s that
supposed to mean...?
GABRIEL
Read on,
Sammy!
Sam starts
reading again. After a beat, he looks surprised:
SAM
Oh! I see
whatcha did there!
He LAUGHS.
Dean looks at the screen too:
SAM
(CONT’D)
I see what
Crowley did too! May be the
King of Hell, but certainly ain’t
the dominant one!
Crowley
looks up at Gabriel:
CROWLEY
You put the
curse on us instead?!
GABRIEL
You didn’t
say what part of it to curse...!
DEAN
Either way,
the hits on the site are
going through the roof!
Crowley’s
look at Gabriel softens, slightly:
CROWLEY
Actually...
Gabriel
puts his fingers on Crowleys lips:
GABRIEL
Shh...You
can tell me after we’ve been
to Heaven and back.
CROWLEY
(Double-Take)
Wait, what?
Heaven?!
Gabriel
places his hand on Crowley’s shoulder, emitting a bright white light. Crowley
reaches out:
CROWLEY
(CONT’D)
Noooo!
The light
brightens up the room for a brief moment. Sam, Dean and Castiel see that
they’ve disappeared. There’s a pause:
DEAN
Gabriel
likes Crowley?!
SAM
Whatever
happened to ‘dinner and a movie’?
DEAN
Heh...Ah
well, back to business...With
no King for while, Hell’s gonna
get a little wild...!
They start
to leave.
CASTIEL
Dean, what
about us?
Dean
mockingly LAUGHS before suddenly switching:
DEAN
No...C’mon,
let’s go.
They leave,
the door SHUTTING behind them.
BLACKOUT.
THE END
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