K, so I was really bored and so was my sister...she actually wrote this but it was my idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or its characters. I also do not own Potter Puppet Pals.
This is what would happen if Potter Puppet Pals crossed over with Supernatural.
New A/N: After reading this over and re-watching "Wizard Angst", I realized this needed a bit of correction and stage direction. So, here it is, Supernatural Angst redone! Woohoo!
Sammy: I feel cranky and pubescent today, and I don't know why! I'm going to take it out on people I (sorta) like!
(DEAN enters)
Dean: Hello, Sammy! What sort of supernatural creatures shall we kill today?
Sammy: No supernatural killing today, Dean. I'm sick of your short, bossy mug!
Dean: Why must you hurt me in this way, Sammy?
(JO enters)
Jo: Yeah, Sammy! What's your problem?
Sammy: My parents are dead, my life sucks, I can't keep a girlfriend alive, and I'm surrounded by f---ing demons and s--- all the time! I mean, what the f---?
Dean: But it's supernaaatural, Sammy! The demons are supernaaaatural!
Sammy: Well, I still have nightmares about the yellow-eyed demon killing my mother every night! I can't take it anymore! I quit hunting!
Dean: (gasps)
Jo: But what about fighting the Yellow-Eyed Demon?
Sammy: Fine. It's all up to you now, Dean!
Dean: B-b-b-b-b-b-but noooooo!
Sammy: Come on, now! Go fight him! (pushes DEAN toward the YELLOW-EYED DEMON)
Dean:(whimpers)
Yellow-Eyed Demon: Hello, little man!
Dean: (trembles)
Yellow-Eyed Demon: You want a piece of me? What?
Dean: N-n-n-n-n-noooo, sir! (flees)
Yellow-Eyed Demon: Yeah, you run away.
Dean: I can't do it!
Jo: You tried your best, Dean.
Dean: What's Sammy doing?
Sammy: (banging head on wall) Angst! Angst! Angst! Angst! Angst!
Jo: He's a little off today. Haven't you noticed?
Dean: Maybe he's in looooooooove!
Jo: Who'd fall in love with such an a--
Dean: Maybe he needs a hug!
Sammy: I don't want a hug!
Dean: Give me a hug, Sammy!
Sammy: No!
Dean: Hugging!
Sammy: Away with you!
(SAM and DEAN fight. JO exits. GORDON enters)
Gordon: What is this rumpus?
Dean: Sammy hit me!
Sammy: Dean invaded my personal bubble!
Gordon: Methinks some severe punishment is in order here.
Sam and Dean: (in unison) Oh no!
Gordon: The two of you shall be dragged by your ears to the warehouse, where a hungry vampire will be waiting with some chains and a voodoo doll. And then--
DEAN and SAMMY taser GORDON simultaneously. GORDON pees his pants in fear)
Gordon: Um, I have to, um, leave now. (creeps slowly offstage)
(JOHN enters)
John: (laughs) Aw, man, that was awesome, guys!
Dean: Thanks, Dad!
John: Are you still full of that supernatural angst, Sammy?
Sammy: I think I can appreciate life a lot more now.
John: Well that's just fantastic!
(JO enters)
Jo: Hey, guys! (sniffs) Ew…what's that smell?
Dean: Why, it's Gordon's greatest weapon of all!
(ALL laugh. JOHN disappears)
Sammy: Everyone make a wish…