Crisis on Infinite Earths

Adventures of Cosplaying with Charlie and Dean

Sam rode shot gun with Charlie in the back seat, the ends of her long robe gathered at her thighs.

The red and yellow Gryffindor crest stood out on her chest against the deep black of her surrounding garment. She held a creamy brown coloured wand in her left hand with the pattern of a vine which made its way down the handle.

"Do you mind rolling down the window Dean," Charlie spat out the strands of hair from the light brown wig that blew into her mouth. Dean rolled his eyes and tugged on a handle which rolled the window up.

Dean wore a maroon leather jacket which had brown shoulder and elbow markings as well as various buckles and pockets. His pants were a dirt brown with knee pads sewn into them and had a silver belt buckle. The two element guns he bought separate from the costume were resting uncomfortably in the cup holders.

Sam and Charlie's backs slammed into the seats as Dean stopped the car. They all glanced outside their windows to find a giant building which stretched lengthways. It had many levels and the roof seemed to curve into a smooth cylinder shape.

Along each floor there was an insane number of windows and poles where you could see hundreds of cosplayers posing for photos and exploring with their families.

"Stop staring, we're here," Dean opened the car door with a squeak, grabbed both of his guns and ducked his head to avoid banging it on the way out.
He slammed the door shut, along with Sam and then Charlie moments later.

Charlie's robe melted down her thighs to reach her feet, which revealed the red inner layer which contrasted against the dim black. Dean twisted the guns around his fingers with intended swagger as he placed them into the specially made pocket attached to the sides of his belt buckle.

Sam rolled his eyes and scoffed as he began to walk ahead of them, dressed in his usual plaid shirt and blue jeans.

"There was no convincing him to contribute to the adventures of cosplaying was there," Charlie complained as she walked in Sam's direction.

"Sorry kiddo," Dean lightly shook his head as he followed them towards the entrance.

They all waited in line for around 45 minutes before they reached the desk to order their tickets.

In front of them were people dressed in all sorts of crazy costumes. This included Maleficent, Lego Batman, Superman and Supergirl, Avatar, Thor and Loki, Weeping Angels, Thanos and a mini Dalek.

Charlie tapped Dean on the shoulder when she spotted Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers making out to her right. As soon as he spotted the couple, he let out a little chuckle as he tapped Sam on the shoulder to direct his focus from the billboard to the legendary Stucky ship.

They finally reached the counter with men and women dressed in matching black shirts and pants with green comic con logos sewn onto their chest.

"Next!" A woman yelled over the chatter of the crowds. Jared noticed her call and nudged Charlie and Dean to notify them that it was their turn.

As they walked over to the desk, they heard gasps, squeals and whispering in every direction. As their focus was drawn away, Dean accidentally bumped into a wooden frame.

He let out a small groan of pain and shock before he focused his gaze on the lady who stood in front of him.

"Mr Padalecki? Shouldn't you be waiting backstage? Your panel is starting in an hour?" The woman looked confused and bit panicked.

"Um, I'm not sure what you're talking about," Sam tried to play dumb but didn't convince anyone.

"I need you to follow me. If any of your fans see you, you'll be paraded," the woman sounded very concerned.

"There are no ifs or buts, you have a place to be and hundreds of fans to talk to over at stage 2," The woman looked at Sam with stern eyes before she tapped her co worker on the arm to tell him she was heading off.

There was a nametag right above the woman's right breast that read Alison. Charlie took a few steps to park in front of Alison enabling her from going any further.

"Hey Alison. Did you know my friend Sam here is actually an interdimensional time traveller who used to drink demon blood for kicks, has insane fighting abilities, a brother who would stop at nothing to protect him and a bunch of weapons in the boot of the car that WILL be used if necessary or if provoked. So I suggest you back off and let him go where he wants. Goochy?"

Alison took a few steps back, worried that they may have weapons on them. "Ok, follow me," she said with hesitation.

Alison's fingers raced across the keyboard as her eyes darted from left to right on the computer screen in front of her.

"That would be fifty-five dollars each making it a total of one hundred and sixty five."

Dean pulled out a red credit card from his left pocket and handed it to Alison with a smile.

"Here are your wristbands. Enjoy your day," Alison handed each of them a long yellow piece of paper-like material with plastic stuck to the sticky part at the end.

Deans Star Lord mask had become extremely hard to breathe through due to the heat being trapped inside it for so long.

He removed the plastic mask as he let out a huge sigh of relief.

"God, It felt like I was hyperventilating in there," Dean complained. "Well don't wear it then Dean," Sam wined.

"Hey, only douchbags go to comic with just half of a costume. I'm keeping the mask," Dean said before he planted it on the ground so he could put on his wristband.

Charlie noticed a girl not far away in a costume similar to hers but with red shoulder length hair.

She began to walk in Charlie's direction, her height and face shape suggested she was in her late 20's.

"Nice costume," The lady said to Charlie with a flirtatious smirk as she continued to walk towards the entrance of the main hall. Charlie's heart fluttered and stomach turned in on itself as her cheeks blushed a bright pink.

"Let's go," Dean said as he picked up his mask and planted it on his head.

They walked through open double doors and past several security measures.

Finally, they reached a large cream archway which opened up the entire hall. Stalls of merchandise from different famous tv shows were spread across the centre outwards.

There were posters, costumes, blades, pop vinyls, comics, model weapons which hung from the walls and so much more which turned Charlie and Dean's face into a painting of pure happiness.

"Wow," is all they could mutter as Charlie grabbed Dean by the hand and walked through the crowd.

There's this super awesome girl I met here on Wattpad and I absolutely love her!❤️ She also writes SPN fanfic, her username is Sk8erAlison. I got inspiration from Alison to create her original character in this chapter (obviously called Alison)😂

Thank u guys so much for reading! Love u all heaps!❤️