Sometimes, Jared reminds Jensen of Mackenzie. Which is actually kind of disturbing considering how often his dick is in Jared's mouth. Or at least that's what Jared said when he voiced the comparison.

But obviously, that has nothing to do with why Jared reminds him of Mackenzie.

No, it's the way Jared always has to have everything that Jensen has. If they go to dinner, no matter what Jensen orders, Jensen's food is better than Jared's.

One time, Jensen ordered calamari just to see what Jared would do. And not the fried calamari that could just as easily be any fried food. No, Jensen ordered the kind of calamari where you could still see where the eyes had been. For a few minutes, Jensen was worried he was going to have to try and eat the damn things, empty eye sockets and all. But then Jared's fork was attacking one right between the eyes. Apparently Jensen's squid was better than Jared's steak-for which Jensen was generous enough to trade his calamari.

So it shouldn't surprise him a bit when Jared sits down in his chair between takes and shifts around trying to get comfortable.

"Dude, something is wrong with my chair."

Jared is already starting to look like someone has taken away all his rainbow sugar belt crap, but Jensen can't really be expected to take him seriously, can he? Their chairs are exactly the same! If you took off the top part with their names, there is no way Jared could tell the difference.

"Dude. Nothing is wrong with your chair. It's exactly like my chair."

Really, Jensen sets himself up sometimes.

"No. My chair is wobbly. Something is wrong with it." Jared rocks his chair back and forth to show just how fucked up his chair is.

"It's probably just on uneven ground. Move it to the other side."

"No. I think the legs are uneven." And there it is. The face that puts Sam's famous puppy-dog face to shame. People really have no idea. If they did, the government would be using Jared to end wars and just take over the rest of the world. Now that he thought about it, it's probably a good thing they spend a good part of the year hiding out in Canada.

Still, Jensen likes to think he's building up a little resistance.

"Well, then it's probably because your gigantic ass broke it."

Of course, he really should have known that would just make Jared go from looking like a sad puppy to looking like a kicked puppy. Maybe Jensen should get a real puppy because Jared is clearly taking serious lessons from Harley and Sadie and it's giving him an unfair advantage.

"I didn't break it! It's just fucked up. Let me try your chair."

"It's exactly the same chair, Jared." But Jensen is already getting up. Because Jared is actually ten times worse than Mackenzie and that kicked puppy look isn't going away until he gets Jensen's chair. And he'd really hate to miss out on getting his dick sucked later for such a lame reason.

Because it is all about getting his dick sucked. Really, it is. It has nothing to do with the way Jared's face lights up with that huge doofy smile when he gets his way.

And he figures it's worth it that night as he falls asleep. After all, he *did* get his dick sucked. And he doesn't all together mind having Jared wrapped around him in his bed. (Supposedly it's softer than Jared's.)

But that doesn't stop him from switching the names on their chairs while Jared's still in makeup the next morning.

Because he isn't going to spend a whole season sitting in a fucked up, wobbly chair.