All Dolled Up
A/N – Happy birthday BrattyTeenageWerewolf!
"How do we get into these situations?" Dean asked, exasperated.
Sam had no response. He could only try and process.
Here they were. On a shelf. Transformed by a spell into, of all things – action figures. Ridiculous just didn't describe the situation.
"Any ideas, genius?" Dean, asked, trying to turn his plastic head.
Sam could only chuckle, dumbfounded but the absurdity.
"You think this is funny?"
"Just surprised you haven't hit on Barbie over there," Sam replied, eyening the blond doll strapped to a rocket next to them.
"Helpful, Sam. Real helpful."
Sam chuckled. Dean sighed. They were so screwed.