"Sam! Dean!" Cas poofed up in the center of the motel room, making both Winchester's flinch in surprise.

"Oh, hi Cas. What'cha got there?" Sam inquired, pointing to the My Little Pony poster clutched in the Angel's hands.

"It's a show about these colored horses, but I don't understand how they got them to talk, horses are animal, so therefore they cannot talk, yet these horses speak, English, too. What a coincidence." he marveled.

"My Little Pony?" Dean wheezed, plopping down onto the bed, "Cas, tell me you didn't watch that show, please!"

"I did, Dean, why?"

"Damnit…" he grumbled bitterly, "If I took a shot for every pony thing I saw on the internet, I would be drunk constantly."

"Jesus that's a ton of stuff, you never get drunk" Sam breathed.

Dean nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I would be a living nightmare!"

"No. Dean, you would be a living nightmare if there was no more beer left."

"No beer left? Sammy, don't you give me nightmares about a beer drought, now."

"Beer drought's still better than sparkling vampires."

"We'd kill those sons of bitches in a matter of minutes."

"Can I burn them with holy fire?" Cas piped up.

"Yeah, go have some fun with that. Hey, just to make sure you appear in my dream tonight to help me kill those Jerks, how 'bout you sleep with me tonight?" Dean asked, turning to Cas. The angel's face blushed slightly as he spoke:

"You're sure, Dean?"

"Positive. Just one rule: don't bring anything pony close to my bed."

"But the show is not bad, in fact–"

"Unless the show has guns, beer, pie, or burgers, I don't wanna hear about it."

"It doesn't, bu–"

"NO."

"Sam? Will you watch it with me?"

"I-...uhhh…" Sam sighed, "Fine. One episode. No more. Only because I know you won't be quiet about it until I agree to see an episode."


"What did I just watch?" Sam murmured breathlessly.

"My Little Pony. I thought you knew this, Sam."

"I-...I did...that show…"

"Did you enjoy it?"

"I...Uhhh..I guess…"

"No Sammy, not you too!" Dean hollered from his bed.

"I'm only saying it wasn't bad!" he snapped, "Yeah there was no blood, but it was nice for once!"

"Well I've become used to blood by now, so I'm surprised you haven't!"

"I've become accustomed to it, but this change of scenery and subject matter was pretty refreshing, actually."

"You just really like the show and don't want admit it, bitch."

"Jerk."

"Well…" Cas interjected, "Did you enjoy the show or not?"

"I'm only gonna say it wasn't bad."

"He likes it, Cas."

"No I–...fine. I like it." Sam sighed.

"Knew it." Dean said with a massive smirk, "I knew you'd like it."

"How did you know I'd like it?"

"No reason…"

"You've seen the show before, haven't you?" Sam realized, getting up and wandering over to where Dean was sprawled out on his bunk.

"No I haven't!" He flared, propping himself up on a mountain of pillows, "I swear!"

"Yeah, you have."

"NO! Why would I watch a show about ponies?"

"You were curious, you saw all the pony stuff on the internet so you decided to check it out and watched an episode!"

"I didn't!"

"Lair."

Neither Cas or Sam to this day truthfully know whether or not Dean has watched an episode of My Little Pony.