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dudeimbatman) wrote2010-10-04 02:55 pm
dudeimbatman) wrote2010-10-04 02:55 pm
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42nd Hunt [Video] But what is and what should never be.
[The device is sitting in the passenger seat of the Impala. For once the music is off. Dean is parked outside watching an impromptu baseball game between a father and his son. He grips the wheel of the Impala tightly so that his knuckles turn white. When he starts speaking it's softly.]
All I ever really wanted was Sam to get a normal life. To play baseball with our Dad. Do boy scout things with him--I don't even know what the hell boy scout things are but I wanted Sam to get to do it. Instead he got me staying up all night 'til I figured out soccer. We were never in one place long enough for Sam to join boy scouts.
People don't appreciate their normal lives. They don't realize how god damn lucky they are so they take it all for granted. I can teach the kid to play baseball later. I can skip boy scouts because there's a meeting next week. I can mow the lawn tomorrow. Or worse they bitch 'cause their lives are boring. They've gotta do this or that or something else.
Screw you all. You got to raise your kids the way you wanted to. You had time with them. You weren't crawling into bed with them holding a loaded shotgun at three in the morning because monsters are real and you're the only one there to protect them. You're not assuring your kid brother that he'll make new friends or stealing a bike that you're gonna have to leave behind when you move again.
[He shakes his head, cranks the car and pulls away from the curb]
It's all bullshit. You ought to appreciate the hell outta what you got.
[ooc: Dean is cursed with envy]
All I ever really wanted was Sam to get a normal life. To play baseball with our Dad. Do boy scout things with him--I don't even know what the hell boy scout things are but I wanted Sam to get to do it. Instead he got me staying up all night 'til I figured out soccer. We were never in one place long enough for Sam to join boy scouts.
People don't appreciate their normal lives. They don't realize how god damn lucky they are so they take it all for granted. I can teach the kid to play baseball later. I can skip boy scouts because there's a meeting next week. I can mow the lawn tomorrow. Or worse they bitch 'cause their lives are boring. They've gotta do this or that or something else.
Screw you all. You got to raise your kids the way you wanted to. You had time with them. You weren't crawling into bed with them holding a loaded shotgun at three in the morning because monsters are real and you're the only one there to protect them. You're not assuring your kid brother that he'll make new friends or stealing a bike that you're gonna have to leave behind when you move again.
[He shakes his head, cranks the car and pulls away from the curb]
It's all bullshit. You ought to appreciate the hell outta what you got.
[ooc: Dean is cursed with envy]