Title: When Inspiration Strikes

Author: Disasteriffic Kaz

Info: A very VERY AU drabble brought on by a short Twitter convo with a friend in which I sit down to write the next chapter of the Dybbuk Box but my Muse and the boys have other ideas.

Author's note: Trishy, this is all your fault! The simple comment that made me laugh became a plot bunny bouncing around in my head and no matter how hard I stared at chapter 6 of the Dybbuk Box I couldn't write a word because of this furry little bastard so…enjoy. LOL I certainly have. XD

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Kaz sat down at her desk, pulled the keyboard comfortably closer and groaned when all 13 pounds of over fluffy, blue hair cat landed in her lap with a pathetic mew.

"Pippin, I swear, you paw the keyboard again while I'm typing and I'm chaining your hairy ass to the couch." Her response was a sickeningly cute prrrow followed by two paws on her face before he curled up and dared her to move him. "Idiot cat." She gave his head a scratch anyway because you'd have to be dead to resist those green-rimmed, liquid gold eyes staring up at you.

"Ok. Checklist?" She looked down and Pip stared vacantly, happily back up at her making her snort. "Right. Coffee?" She pulled the oversized mug closer taking a moment to inhale the roasty aroma deeply and sighed. "Oh baby, check. Notes?" Kaz tapped the ratty notebook beside her. "Check. Mid paragraph why the hell can't I think of this damn word frustrated smoke?" She nudged the broken cigarette case behind the keyboard. "Got it. Muse?" Kaz looked up and rolled her eyes to the ceiling for patience. Her Muse was curled up in Kaz's favorite chair with a Barrel o' Monkeys and hanging the stupid things off Shane's collar. Shane sent her a long suffering look that went ignored.

"You gonna help out today?" Kaz asked and got a snort of disbelief from her in return. "Uh huh." Kaz turned back to her desk and growled when a plastic monkey bounced off her head. "You know you can be replaced."

"You wish." Her Muse chuckled and tossed another monkey. "Besides, I'm not your biggest problem today."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Kaz asked, watching the sly smile creep across her face.

"That'd be telling." Her Muse waved an airy hand and went back to hanging monkeys off the cat. "Carry on."

Kaz shook her head, eyes rolling again and pinched the bridge of her nose for patience. "Ok. Think I have everything." She opened the folder containing her latest Fan Fiction piece for Supernatural and sighed. "Dean? Sam? Time to play." Kaz called, fingers poised over the keyboard and then paused. No answer. "Sam?" She looked across to the bookcase where he was usually lingering. He wasn't there. "Dean?" Kaz craned her neck over her shoulder and saw the fresh pie sitting on the kitchen counter unmolested. "What the hell?"

She studiously ignored the muffled giggle from her Muse and quickly searched the house coming up empty. Kaz went back to stand menacingly over her Muse who blinked up at her with all too innocent eyes. "Okay. Where are they?"

"Where's who?" Her Muse asked sweetly, batting long lashes and Kaz growled again.

"What…did you do?" Kaz glared down at the woman.

"I may have…inspired them…just a little." The Muse looked up with a devilish grin. "Might have been Vegas."

"Oh I am so gonna kick your ass." Kaz turned and grabbed her coat. "After I get the boys back. We were right in the middle!" Kaz fumed and stomped off to the door. She opened it and stuck her tongue out at her Muse now lounging on the front porch, swinging a plastic monkey round and round her finger.

"Might not have been Vegas." She said cheerily to Kaz.

"What? Where'd you send them?" Kaz pulled the front door shut with a slam and glared, hands on her hips and red-brown hair flying in the wind.

"Gosh you're pretty when you're frustrated." Her Muse told her with a laugh and blinked away as Kaz reached for her.

"Why…me?" Kaz groaned and headed around the building to her car. She stopped dead in the parking lot and stared. There, stretched out on the hood of the Impala looking entirely too pleased with themselves were her boys. "Oh son of a bitch." Kaz moaned and covered her face with a hand when they started laughing.

"Hey Kaz." Dean called.

"Whatcha' doin?" Sam said between giggles.

"It's prank week, isn't it?" Kaz said on an irritated laugh. "I forgot."

"Yep." Dean slid off the hood and draped an arm around her shoulders, grinning down at her.

"Oh crap." Kaz groaned with feeling as Sam hopped off and joined them.

"Hey, could be worse." Sam smiled and winked. "We could have actually gone to Vegas." That set both boys rolling again as they steered Kaz back to the house and waved her magnanimously inside. Kaz let them lead her back to her desk and sat with a thump, shaking her head. Sam pushed her coffee cup closer while Dean pulled out his flask and gave it a little kick. She was gonna need it. Her Muse popped back into the room with a satisfied smile and went back to Kaz's comfy chair, dropping down. She leapt back up with a snarl at the unmistakable sound of a whoopee cushion.

Kaz snorted and then laughed out loud. "Well at least I won't be suffering alone!"

Sam chuckled and went to the bookcase, grabbing Kaz's copy of the Dragonriders of Pern and stretched his considerable length out on the couch and sent Kaz a friendly wink before opening it.

"Ooh! Pie!" Dean said happily and dropped a brotherly kiss on top of Kaz's head before marching off to the kitchen, washing his hands together in evil glee.

"Oh boy." Kaz took a healthy gulp of the now throat burning coffee and settled back to write. "This is gonna be a fun week." Pippin thumped into her lap again, kneading pinpricks into her thighs before getting comfortable and as she started on the next chapter, a plastic monkey bounced off her forehead to rattle across the keyboard.

"That's not the word you want." Her Muse told her from the chair and smirked.

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This is pretty much what goes through my head when I sit down to write. Suffice to say, I have a VERY active imagination. :P Oh, and just for kicks, the Twitter convo that set this off:

WhoGuru Gah. Working on my fic, trying to anyway but the boys wandered off to Vegas or something, I'm dragging them back. :P they smell like whiskey

TMATEOTB HAHAHAHA! #TeaserTweet

WhoGuru LOL Seriously, sat down to write and they were nowhere to be found. XD My Muse is tittering in the corner.

TMATEOTB PLEASE write that as a little drabble for us? No monsters? or maybe they think there's one, but it turns our there's not? haha

WhoGuru LOL Just for you I'm'a right a totally AU drabble where the boys screw with me while I'm trying to write them. XD

TMATEOTB YES! I'm grinning my head off here. THANK YOU! :DDD \o/ \o/ \o/

WhoGuru writing it now, cause now it's a damn plot bunny bouncing around in my head and wont leave me alone. ROFL