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WOW: light. It's an interesting mealtime at Chez Winchester …

Disclaimer: I don't own them

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Walking into the kitchen, Sam was almost bowled over by Dean, running around the table, bent double, and muttering obscenities at an unseen something at floor level that he appeared to be chasing.

"Dean?" He asked; "what the hell? Wanna enlighten me?"

"Piskies" Dean panted; "I found a nest in the vaults this morning, and now the little shits have enchanted our food!"

Sam frowned; "uh?"

"Well, my burger just jumped off my plate and is running around the bunker throwing pickles at me, your celery is riverdancing around the refrigerator …"

"… and you don't even want to know what the passionfruit are doing!"

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