vampireifurita (vampireifurita) wrote,

Life Is A Lemon And I Want My Money Back

Fic title: Do You Want the Truth or Something Beautiful?

Author name: vampireifurita

Artist name: mulanreflection

Genre: Gen, Wincest

Pairing: Dean/Sam, some background Castiel/Sam, Castiel/Crowley

Rating: R

Word count: 26,732

Warnings: horror, disturbing imagery, violence

Summary: After Sam sacrificed himself to save the world; Dean had gone to Lisa just as he’d been asked. Things had been just fine until he started hearing music that no one else could hear and things just go downhill from there. With no one to turn to, bear witness to man lost at sea, in the throes of grief and unexplainable music that haunts him much like the memories of his brother.


He barely remembered them coming home, had forgotten that they were even there when the music filtered into his head. It made him drink faster, try to block out the song with alcohol. Surely if he was drunk enough he would be able to ignore the sound flooding his mind.

A few minutes later found him standing on the couch, singing out the lyrics. It was a theme, a theme against the establishment, a call to arms. This song was speaking to him, and not breaking his mind. To him, in that moment, that was all that mattered. Whatever the hell was playing with his mind was giving him a break, giving a moment to vent his frustrations.

~There’s always something, something going wrong

That’s the only guarantee,

That’s what this is all about

It’s a never ending attack

Everything’s a lie and that’s a fact

Life is a lemon and I want my money back! ~

He jumped from chair to chair; singing to his heart’s content, completely oblivious to his surroundings. He never noticed her coming down the stairs, never knew that she stood there watching him. He just continued to sing to the music blaring in his head, venting his frustrations to the world.

His feet carried him out of the living room, and down the hall. Out the door he went, singing to the world at large. The music swelled up in him. His eyes fluttered shut and when he opened them again he could swear there was a chorus of singers around him. He looked over all of them, cautiously approaching each in turn, while never stopping his ceaseless singing.

What about love?” he sang.

It’s defective!” the chorus replied.

It’s always breaking in half!” he sang.

What about sex?” asked one of the male chorus members.

It’s defective!” the chorus replied.

It’s never built to really last,” he sang.

Each member in turn asked a question, and every answer was “It’s defective!” His lines were ever changing, and by the time he had reached the climax of the song, he was starting to get out of breath. This song was starting to suck the life out of him. The emotions the music was pulling from him were exhausting. He felt his enthusiasm waver. The chorus started to close in on him, forcing him to take some steps back. Their faces were no longer human, contorted as they were into masks of monsters. Grotesquely exaggerated features stood out on their faces, fangs protruded from between lips. Eyes bulged in their sockets as ears elongated into a parody of an elfin point. Claws extended from fingernails, and hair started to fall out.

He backed up until his back his the side of the house, horror coursing through his veins, lyrics pouring out of his mouth and the ever approaching chorus gaining ground. He fumbled behind himself until he found the sliding door, pulling it open and slamming it behind himself.

Back, back, BACK!” he practically screamed. He rushed into the kitchen and was startled to find her there, staring open mouthed at him. He ran over to the cabinet next to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of liquor and stumbled into the garage.


Chapter 18
Tags: do you want the truth or something beaut, fanfiction, supernatural

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