Tittle: Now would be convient
Challenge: Space
Disclaimer: I only own my hopes and nightmares.
A/N: Something must be wrong with my brain.
"This sucks!" Dean crossed his arms.
Sam giggled.
Castiel plopped onto the ground with watering eyes. "The spell went kablooie!"
"It's not my fault geek boy got it wrong!"
"But… you promised…you'd fix it…"
Sam hiccupped.
"Look, at least you're older now right? It worked a little!"
"Was that a joke! We're six! Sam's two!"
Sam tugged on Dean's sleeve. "Juice?"
"No." he snapped, sending Sam into tears.
Castiel wailed.
Dean shook his head and looked up at the table space above him where the incomplete counter spell was. He looked at Sam. "Why can't you be freakishly tall now!?"
.:TBC:.