As much as I love the funny I went all sappy this round.
Season 2, Round 3, Bracket #1/1:
Dean, I'm sorry.
So whatever you're carrying, let me help a little bit.
I just wanted you to be a kid, just for a little while longer.
You're supposed to say jerk.
Season 2, Round 3, Bracket #1/1
John:You know, when you were a kid, I'd come home from a hunt, and after what I'd seen, I'd be, I'd be wrecked. And you, you'd come up to me and you, you'd put your hand on my shoulder and you'd look me in the eye and you'd... You'd say "It's okay, Dad." Dean, I'm sorry.
Dean:What?
John: You shouldn't have had to say that to me, I should have been saying that to you. You know, I put, I put too much on your shoulders, I made you grow up too fast. You took care of Sammy, you took care of me. You did that, and you didn't complain, not once. I just want you to know that I am so proud of you.
-- John manning up and telling Dean something he really needed to hear...
Sam: Dean, you're my brother, alright? So whatever you're carrying, let me help a little bit.
-- Aw, Sammy wanting to share the burden and, sniff.
Dean: When you were little, couldn't have been more than five, you just started asking questions. How come we didn't have a mom? Why did we always have to move around? Where's Dad? I remember I begged you: "Quit asking, Sammy. You don't want to know." I just wanted you to be a kid, just for a little while longer. Always tried to protect you. Keep you safe. Dad didn't even have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility, you know? It's like I had one job. I had one job, and I screwed it up. I blew it, and for that, I'm sorry. I guess that’s what I do. I let down the people I love. You know, I let Dad down, and now I guess I’m just supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that? What am I supposed to do? Sammy? What am I supposed to do?
-- Sorry, Henrickson, you are awesome. I swear. But broken!Dean? Wins.
Sam: You're bossy.
Dean: What?
Sam: You're bossy... and short.
Dean: Dude, are you drunk?
Sam: Yeah. So? Stupid.
-- Really, I don't love either of these. But Sam humping the bed was kinda funny.
Season 2, Round 3, Bracket 1
- I am so proud of you: I said it before. JOHN.
- I'm an Aquarius.: I know Sam's being earnest, but Dean's sheer conjones in this one wins it for me.
- What am I supposed to do?: Oh, DEAN.
- bossy/short: Still loving drunken, mouthy Sammy.
Season 2, Round 3, Bracket #1/1:
- I just want you to know that I am so proud of you.
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My name is Dean Winchester. I'm an Aquarius, I enjoy sunsets, long walks on the beach and frisky women.
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What am I supposed to do? Sammy? What am I supposed to do?
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You're bossy... and short.
Another irrational thing that jerks me out of fic: when they dress the boys in sweats. I know this is because I have a hate-on for sweats that makes no sense, given that I'm an endorphin junkie. I just think of sweats as having elasticated ankles, and...no. I hate them.
But I can't remember if we've ever seen the guys in sweats. I don't recall it. Have we?
Not that I can ever recall. And I think Dean has only been in a hoodie once, in Faith. Even in ... whichever ep it is where Lucifer appears to Sam, he's wearing track pants to bed, not sweats.
Dean was wearing a SWEATER in a fic the other day. Bitch, please.
Winchesters do not wear sweats.
It seems like a lot of college age lifestyle choices make it in SPN fic. I wonder if that's reflective of who has time to write it?
God, I feel vindicated. I couldn't tell if canon supported my aversion, but I honestly thought I'd remember gathered ankles.
Track pants? Totally cool with those.
Also SOCKS. So happy to see sockfeet.