Fucking witches! Always with the fucking witches, messing with their lives and making things so much more difficult!
Sam did tell Dean not to agitate her, but it was still that bitch's idea to put a spell on him. Sam almost couldn't believe it when he saw what she had done to his older brother before vanishing.
"Sam I wanna sucker" Dean asked
"No, Dean you've already had three" Sam insisted, annoyed. He had never dealt with his brother like this before. Dean was supposed to be four years older than him, after all. But now he got to see his brother as a stubborn, annoying, loud four year old.
After Dean saw a bowl of suckers in the office of the motel, he kept asking for one. For an entire hour, he asked every minute on the minute. Sam finally gave in a went to grab a handful. In the two minutes he was gone, Dean trashed the room and then continued to demand suckers.
Sam just wanted to research. He only wanted to read enough to turn his brother back to normal. Of course, a sugar filled toddler made that impossible. He was running around the room, singing some stupid song over and over.
"Dean! Shut the hell up, man!" Sam finally lost his patience with the kid, but that was a mistake
"You yelled at me!" Dean shouted, with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Yeah, 'cause you keep talking and babbling and tapping and running and singing!" Sam knew Dean wasn't understanding why he was so angry, but he wasn't used to children. Dean has always been good with kids, oddly enough. Sam, however, not so much.
"I want Catteal!" Dean suddenly demanded.
"What?"
"Cat! Teal!"
"I still don't know what you're saying!" Sam had never been so frustrated with his brother, and that was saying something
"Cas!" Dean screeched, stomping his foot
"Oh... Castiel"
"Yes! Catteal!"
"We don't need Cas right now. If you'd leave me alone, I probably could have already found a way to fix you" Sam didn't like calling Cas unless he had to. He liked the Angel, but he got this sense that he thought Sam was incompetent sometimes.
"I want Cas!"
"No"
"Cas!"
"No!"
Dean took a deep breath before letting out the loudest, most blood curdling scream. Good thing they were the only ones staying in the tiny motel, as Sam had to press his hands over his ears to dim the sound.
He didn't even hear the flutter of wings that announced Cas' arrival. He only noticed the sudden silence.
"Cas!" Dean ran, excitedly, to the Angel and put his arms up, demanding to be picked up. Cas did so, hesitantly, and looked to Sam for an explanation.
"Ugh... Witches" was all Sam said
"What happened?" Cas asked. Now that Dean was held by Cas, he was the ideal child, smiling while nuzzling into the angel's neck.
"He kept irritating her and wouldn't shut up when she told him to. She said he was behaving like a child... And here we are" Sam explained, sitting on the bed and massaging his temples.
"Have you found anything on how to reverse it?" Cas finally asked
"No, I haven't been able to think straight!" Sam was absolutely exasperated "I'm going to the library to research. You stay with the kid" He quickly began gathering his things, determined to be out the door before Cas could argue "We don't have any food here, but I'll leave some money so you can get him something. Knowing Dean, he should be demanding food in about twenty minutes" keep talking so he can't argue, Sam told himself
"I'll be back before dark, hopefully I will have found something on fixing Dean. Good luck"
His plan worked. He continued to cut off Cas until he had everything he needed and was out the door and to the car before Cas could fully comprehend what being left alone with a four year old meant.
After Sam was gone, Cas just stood in surprised shock for a moment. What the hell just happened? How'd he get stuck playing babysitter? He didn't know how to care for a toddler!
"I missed you!" Dean suddenly said, snuggling his face into Cas'
"I've missed you as well...What do we do now?" Surely he didn't want to remain in Cas' arms for hours?
"I wanna watch TV!" Little Dean wiggled down to the floor, ran to the bed and leapt, only just making it high enough to land on the bed. He crawled over to the remote before looking to Cas and patting the spot next to him
"You get ta sit nex ta me" He said with a huge grin on his face. Cas only sighed and sat "I wanna watch 'pongebob!"
"Then turn it on Dean, watch whatever you like" Dean took the remote and waved it in Cas' face
"You gotta turn it on! I can't read. Duh!" Dean had lost none of his attitude, if anything he had gained a little.
"Right. My apologies" Cas said, taking the remote and searching through the guide for Spongebob. He didn't know what it was, but if it would keep Dean busy, he would watch it.
Which was a mistake. Half an hour later, Dean was dancing around the room and singing as loudly as he could
"C-A-M-F-R-E-S-N-G-SONG!" It was the only part of the song he remembered, at least somewhat, so he felt the need to repeat it a few hundred times
"Dean! Can we please find something else to do?" Cas was desperate to change the subject
"I'm hungry!" Not that subject!
"What do you want?"
"A krabby patty!" Dean was quick to answer
"Dean, those aren't real"
"But I want it!"
"Dean.. okay, I have an idea. Come here" Cas picked up the toddler and teleported them to the nearest McDonald's.
"Yay! But I don't wanna reglar cheese burger, I wanna krabby patty" Dean told Cas as they walked in the door
"I'm sure they have them here" Cas prayed to anyone who would listen that his plan would work
"I need a kids meal" he told the woman at the counter
"Chicken nuggets or cheeseburger?" She asked. Cas cleared his throat and leaned in a little
"I need a krabby patty" he told her.
"I gotcha" she told him with a wink. Oh thank Dad. "He's very cute, by the way. What's your name, little man?"
"I'm Dean!" He told her happily "dis is Cas, he's a angel" Cas quickly looked at him in surprise, but the woman just laughed
"I'm sure he is. And I'm sure you are too"
Dean was pretty well behaved while he ate, though he did get a little upset when he asked for ice cream, but the machine was broken.
"Happy now, Dean?" Cas asked as they cleaned up
"I want pie!" Of course he did. Cas glanced at the menu and noticed they had pies
"They've got pie here, Dean"
"Is too little. I wanna big pie" he held his little arms out wide to show how big he wanted it.
"So we have to go to a store" Cas sighed before taking Dean's hand and leading him outside and away from public view before flying them to the store he saw down the road.
"Yay, Pie!" Dean shouted before running into the store and away from Cas
"Dean, wait!" By the time Cas entered the store, Dean was nowhere to be found. After frantically searching for about ten minutes, Dean appeared, grabbing Cas' hand and leading him through the store
"Dean do not run from me again" Cas demanded
"But look what I found!" Dean finally stopped in front of a stuffed animal display. He grabbed a small blue bear and held it up towards Cas
"Yeah, I want this one" he told him
"A blue bear? That is illogical. For what evolutionary purpose would a bear be blue? And what is this human obsession with deadly animals? Why teach a child from a young age that bears are friendly? They could kill you" Cas realized he was rambling and the toddler obviously didn't care what he was saying. "Why not the cat, Dean?" He then suggested
"I'm 'llergic ta cats, Cas!" Dean whined "and I want this one" he hugged the bear tight.
"Why?" Cas knew it didn't matter why, but he was curious. Dean held the bear up again.
"Matches your eyes" Dean said with a huge grin
Cas couldn't help but smile a little at that. He reached down and took Dean's hand, leading him back to the front of the store
"Okay, Dean. Let's go find your pie"