A/N: I wrote this after I got the song featured in here stuck in my own head. I decided to bring Sam and Dean down with me.
Sam was in the ratty motel, researching for their next hunt, when the door burst open and Dean came running in, his face pale and sweaty.
Sam Jumped up and was at Dean's side in an instant.
"DEAN! What wrong? What happened? Are you okay?" Sam asked while checking Dean over for any visible injuries.
"Sam, you've got to help me." Dean said in a voice that held undisguised horror.
"How? What happened?"
"Sing a song, ANY song, and quick!"
The bizarre request had Sam stopping to see if Dean was playing a trick on him. It didn't look like it.
"What?" Sam asked again, thinking he had heard wrong.
"Sing a song! QUICK!" Even though Dean's voice carried urgency, Sam still had to ask.
"Why?"
Impatience colored Dean's voice. "At the store, they were playing a horrible song, that should never ever be played, and it got stuck in my head, NOW SING!"
Sam smirked. "What song?"
"Sam! Come on man!" Dean looked very annoyed at this point.
Dean had been acting like an ass the whole week, and going out of his way to annoy Sam, and now was the perfect time for payback.
"No, I don't think I will." He grinned at the look on Dean's face. He looked murderous.
"Sam, I will bring you down with me. I will start singing it, and I can GUARENTEE you, it will get stuck in your head. TRUST me when I say, you would rather blow your brains out, than have to listen to it for longer than you have to."
"Oh it can't be that bad. You'll just have to live with it." Said Sam, shit-eating grin plastered to his face.
Dean could tell Sam wasn't going to help. So he started singing.
"Pop it, Lock It, Polka dot it
Countryfy then Hip-hop it,
Put your hawk in the sky
Move side to side,
Jump to the left, stick it, glide.
Zigzag, cross the floor,
Shuffle in Diagonal,
When the drum hits, hands on your hips
One footed 180 twist."
"Alright Alright ALRIGHT!!" Sam started screaming. "For the love of GOD DEAN!! PLEASE! Just stop singing!!"
Dean stopped with a grin on his face. "So you'll help me?"
"YES!" Sam almost shouted, "Just, NEVER sing that crap again!"
Sam pulled up another tab on his internet browser, and started searching for a suitable song. While doing so he unconsciously started humming. When he realized what he was humming, He glared at Dean.
"Oh! There's one!" Dean said, ignoring Sams glare, and pointing to a song on the screen. Sam clicked on it, and they listened to it over and over until Hannah Montana was no longer in their heads.
A/N: I'm really sorry if I got this song stuck in YOUR head. If you aren't too mad at me, click on the little green button down there!
