Disclaimer
I do not own anything that you recognise. I am just borrowing these characters and using them to amuse myself for a bit. Everything you do recognise belongs to our Lord Kripke. Authors note at the end of the chapter.
Prologue
Dean didn't know what Gabriel had done but he knew that the fucker was responsible for whatever had happened.
It had started out as a normal enough day or as normal as a day could be when they'd just closed the gates to hell and his was living in a tiny apartment with his brother and an ex-Angel. They'd kept hunting because none of them knew what else to do with their time and it kept them from going stir crazy in the apartment and from killing each other as it was impossible for them to not get under each other's feet in such a small space.
Cas was proving to be the worst.
He had fallen for them, to help them and while Dean was damn grateful for that he was now stuck with a baby in a trench coat who needed help with everything from brushing his teeth to learning to tie his shoelaces. They'd also got to enjoy his first ever cold where Cas had been convinced he'd been dying and had taken the phrase man-flu to a whole new level.
But regardless he had fallen for them and they were stuck with him and each other so the brothers had decided to make the best of it.
The hunt that day had been routine, nothing more than a simple salt and burn, but somehow Dean had nearly ended up getting his head crushed until Cas had jumped in to save him. Dean had picked him up from the floor once Sam had finished up with the bones and grinned at him with a simple 'thanks man' and then he couldn't remember a single thing till he'd woke up here.
Not that he had any real idea where here was.
There was a horrid pounding in his head and his mouth tasted like shit like he'd been out on the booze the night before but he knew he hadn't. He never got that drunk that he completely blanked out everything that had happened or least not since he was a teenager and couldn't handle his booze. He really needed to get a drink of water or something to get rid of the taste from his mouth but there didn't seem to be anywhere around him that he could get any from.
The room was mostly empty and he pushed himself upwards and headed towards the only thing in the room aside from the mattress he'd been sleeping on. There was a mirror on the opposite side of the room and he nearly put his fist through when he saw what was staring back at him. He certainly wasn't him.
He was a fucking teenager. And not even a teenage him; he now had bangs for fuck sake!
The curse that ripped out of his throat seemed to alert someone next door that he was awake and he ended up face to face with another teenage guy who at least looked halfway decent. He had no idea who he was but the gaze and head tilt soon gave it away.
"Cas?" he questioned and the other boy nodded though Dean noted the fact that his voice didn't sound like his balls had entirely dropped.
"And you are Dean" he asked and Dean nodded wondering what the actual fuck was going on. Though before he could actually give it much though they were interrupted by the sound of a woman screaming next door.
The two of them ran through another door to be greeted by the sight of a brown haired girl clutching at her chest and looking at them in horror. Dean would also know that expression anywhere and despite the situation he couldn't stop himself from laughing. Cas sent him a dirty look and Dean gestured towards the girl still busy feeling herself up with a frantic, horrified curiosity.
"That's Sam" he managed to choke out before he was consumed by more peels of laughter.
"Don't you laugh you jerk! I'm a woman" Sam shouted outraged and then realised that he was almost squealing in his new high pitched voice. That only caused Dean to laugh more and Sam to punch him in the arm.
"At least you've finally got to touch some boobs Sammy" he pointed out much to Sam's anger and he briefly wondered how much of a punch his brother could pack now that he'd been turned into his sister.
"What the hell is going on?" Sam demanded and Dean shrugged trying to push those god-damn bangs out of his eyes. How did anyone voluntarily chose to have those flopping in their line of sight all of the time?
"I do not know but I can sense a trace of Gabriel" Cas answered and to be honest Dean felt like he shouldn't even be surprised. After all this wasn't the first time they'd been shoved into some weird ass alternate reality and not even the first time it had been Gabriel's doing. In fact he should have thought of Gabriel and his fucking warped sense of humour before.
Seriously you get the guy brought back to life and in payment he gives your sisters a pretty damn fine rack and makes you look like Justin-fucking-Beiber.
As if he'd heard his name Gabriel suddenly appeared with a flourish and Dean had to be held back by Cas to stop him from flinging himself forward and punching him in his god damn smirking face.
"Now, now Deano, that isn't very nice is it?" Gabriel hummed and Cas had to get a better hold onto the collar of the shirt that he was wearing to stop him tearing loose even though Gabriel was still an Angel and he knew how much it hurt to punch one. He was simply that pissed off that he didn't care if he shattered his knuckles.
"What the fuck have you done?"
It wasn't Dean that spoke but Cas, all growled and low and Dean noted that he still had pretty much the same voice as before and that it looks pretty creepy coming from a teenage boy. Dean figured that he should feel worse than did at the thought that he'd taught an Angel to swear but like Cas he just wanted to know what Gabriel had done.
"I got fed up watching you two dance around each other and decided to take things into my own hands. Welcome to 2032 and your futures" Gabriel told them dramatically and gestured around the room they were standing in.
"You have got to shitting me?" Dean groaned and rubbed a hand across his new, stupid face but Gabriel quickly shook his head.
"Nope. I was thinking how you all missed out on the college experience and why not give you the opportunity? Where better for you and our darling Castiel to realise that you want to suck each other dicks and finally get rid of the UST between you?"
"You are fucking insane. I do not want to do any such thing!" Dean protested "And neither does Cas. So take us home or make us our normal selves whatever. Just fix it"
Gabriel fixed him with a gleeful smile and shook his head "Now where would the fun be in that? I've arranged everything so you'll all set to be Freshman, ready to start even if you are a few weeks behind. I've put so much work into giving you this experience and all you can do it bitch at me?" Gabriel asked them and pouted out his lower lip and Dean fought down the urge to rip the expression from his face.
"All your work? I have a vagina!" Sam all but screeched again and then clamped his hands over his mouth.
"Well, that was just a personal touch for laughs. But the rest still stands. Now go forth and enjoy yourselves and when I deem that you've learnt your lesson I'll take you home right back to the moment that I took you. Cross my heart, hope to die. Well again" Gabriel informed them with a serious expression on his face.
Suddenly a flash of understanding crossed Sam's new face and he spoke up "But why now? Why 2032?"
Gabriel grinned again at that and turned back round to Cas and Dean "Oh yes, that's the best part. You may just come across the lovely younger Winchesters running around. Apparently some of them go here"
Dean felt his mouth slacken and when no-one replied Gabriel sighed and let out an exasperated sigh "Are you really this dense? You're children, kids, fruit of Dean and Cas' loins whatever you want to call them"
"You really honestly want me to believe me and Cas have kids here? Cause if you haven't noticed that I couldn't knock him up even if I wanted to" Dean pointed out and Gabriel shrugged as if the point was unimportant in the grand scheme of things "And when exactly are you going to take us back?"
"When you realise how gay for are for Castiel and not a minute sooner" Gabriel answered and Dean opened his mouth to argue when Gabriel cut him off again "Now here are you orientation packs; lets learn about the new yous"
Dean had finally had enough and launched himself at the smirking Arch-Angel.
XOX
Author's Note.
Hi :D This is my first attempt at a story and I hope that it is not too terrible to read. I am hoping to update every week if you want me to continue this story. I am also looking for a beta reader if I do continue if anyone would be kind enough to volunteer. I apologise for any mistakes in here that I have not been able to catch myself. I have been reading fanfic of years but never had a go at writing one so this should be an interesting exercise.
The title is taken from the Talking Head's song of the same name.
This was an idea that came to me while I was watching Pitch Perfect at the cinema yesterday though the story only borrows a tiny element from that film and isn't that similar. I hope that this idea has not already been done and if it has I am sorry for the similarities and promise that I have not purposely stolen any ideas from you. Cross my heart! It is a way of be able to doing a college fic but hopefully not copy any of the fantastic ones that have gone before and a future fic. There won't be future Dean/Cas/Sam for a few chapters but I promise they will be here soon. It is also a personal challenge to myself to see if I can write orgional characters without making then Sue's.
This story is not an MPreg story but is slash – both M/M and F/F and will have some smut and quite a lot of bad language because Winchesters tend to have dirty mouths. I also hope to keep it free from Mary Sues but do tell me if I am straying into any Mary Sue territory. I am also British so I am sorry if I get anything wrong about College in USA as I only have my google research to go on and if I have included any British words in here that don't make any sense.
I really want to hear back from you as to whether I should continue with this or not and would love to hear any suggestions or feedback that you have. Please be honest if you feel the idea is to cliché and is not worth continuing.
Thank you very much for reading and I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I have writing it. I look forward to writing more if you want me too :D
