Speak No Evil

"Oh shiii…eek?" the small creature looked at the witch who was laughing her bitch head off at him. Goddamnit what was he gonna do now for Christ's sake." So he did the only thing he could and jumped the old bat biting her nose as hard as he could.

She screamed as the blood dripped from her abused nose and Sam who had been briefly unconscious staggered behind her and stabbed her right through the heart.

Dean let out a cry of triumph and jumped into his brothers arms unable to restrain himself, Sam flung him instinctively away and he bounced off the mantle and landed on a chair screeching at his brother incoherently.

"Dean Dean where are you?" Sam was searching the room for him Dean chattered wildly and waved his arms at Sam finally he went over to Sam and looked him straight in the eye.

Sam was getting frantic looking for Dean and this damn monkey kept getting in his face, but when it came up to him and looked straight in his face he noticed it properly.

It had a tiny outfit on that looked exactly like what Dean had been wearing, he looked in puzzlement and then as the small ape held out a miniature version of Dean's pendant he gasped with horror.

"Dean is that you?" he spoke softly his voice shaking.

The monkey nodded and then smacked himself in the head giving a huge sigh, Dean was getting seriously pissed off.

The witch was dead surely that should have broken the spell, he wanted to scream and squeal with frustration it was only his human mind keeping him from doing what his ape body wanted.

"Oh crap."

Sam was shaking his head he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Dean was adorable he thought he was probably a capuchin by the looks of him the same as the little guy in "Night at the Museum". Cute but some decent sized teeth too, why did this sort of shit always happen to him and Dean, one crapfest after another.

Sam thought for a moment and then reached out to Dean, Dean grabbed his hand and swung himself onto Sam's shoulder chattering in his ear.

"Ok dude just chill I'll call Bobby he'll know what to do, just don't bite me alright." Sam tried to keep his voice calm he did not want to freak Dean out especially with his sharp teeth that close to his ear.

"You damned idjits how could you let her get the drop on you like that?"

Bobby was snapping down the phone at them Sam rolled his eyes briefly and waited for the tirade to end, Dean grabbed at the phone and started squeaking fiercely into it.

"Alright Dean just give me a bit of time I'll ring you back when I have somethin'." Bobby abruptly hung up and Sam smiled even as a monkey Dean seemed to get his own way.

"Ok Dean come on lets get back to the motel and go to bed I seriously need some shut eye."

As Sam drove Dean continued to chitter to himself Sam started to think maybe this was just a residual effect of wearing a monkey suit and his brother probably did not even know he was doing it.

At one point an ACDC song came on the radio and before he could stop him Dean had cranked the volume right up and was practically bouncing all over the car.

Dean knew he was behaving strangely but could not stop himself the monkey persona was hard to control and combined with his own love of the music playing he just lost control.

"Dean enough!" yelled Sam pulling over to the side of the road and turning off the car, Dean had pulled a chunk of Sam's hair in his excitement.

"Dean you need to settle down no more radio ok." Sam looked hard at the little monkey which seemed to be unable to look him in the eye. Dean nodded apologetically and gestured to the seat indicating he would sit still, Sam looked over at the little monkey beside him sitting contritely with it's hands in it's lap.

He was so adorable Sam couldn't not help cracking a goofy smile. Dean looked up and noticing his brothers expression bared his teeth at him.

"OK sorry but you know you are kinda cute." Sam tried to stop smiling as he pulled out.

Dean gave a little growl then because he was still Dean he did preen just a little bit even as a monkey he still had it.

The next morning Bobby rang with some news, when a witch died her spells would all start to come undone over time with the oldest spells first so as the monkey spell was her last that would undo the last.

As the witch had been pretty old her spells may take a few weeks before they all shrivelled up.

Sam sighed and looked over at his brother who was peeling an orange with a look of concentration on his little face.

"Hey Dean it looks good Bobby says it will probably only be a few weeks till the spell wears off." Sam was trying to put a positive spin on the situation but Dean was not buying it he threw a piece of orange straight at Sam's face hitting him in the eye, leapt across the room and started pounding on the floor.

As Sam wiped the orange from his face he couldn't help a little grin even though he felt sorry for Dean he thought it might be kinda fun to look after his big brother for a change even if it was in monkey form.

"Come on Dean how about we go out for a walk or something take your mind off it." Sam asked.

Dean looked over at him and nodded then pointed to the bathroom, Sam watched bemused as he went into the bathroom and closed the door.

The next thing he heard was the flush and then a tap running, he tried to get the image of a capuchin version of Dean using the John out of his head but he was not very successful.

He heard a knock and opened the door to let out the tiny Dean who came sauntering into the room adjusting his little jeans, before taking a leap onto Sammy's shoulder and chittering into his ear. Dean imperiously pointed at the door and tapped Sam on the head.

"Bossy Dean, ok then let's get some breakfast." Sam walked out of the room with his brother on his shoulder.

Ok I got the idea for this from E tonight they had the cutest capuchin on the show from The Hangover 2 and yes Night at the Museum. Watching her antics I just thought what a cute monkey Dean would make. So if you want anymore Monkey Dean please review.