So I kind of stopped writing this because I didn't keep up with the show. However, I found some old chapters that I thought I'd post in the year of our lord, 2021. If all y'all are okay with some fun times with Sam&Dean&Danny that doesn't really follow current cannon, I'll go ahead and post some more.

"What are we going to do?" moaned Danny. He faceplanted on the table, adrenaline and anxiety draining from him.

"Simple," said Tucker, crossing his arms. "Danny will just never go to school ever again."

Sam rolled her eyes at him. "Of course that's not gonna happen." Turning back to Danny, she said in a stern tone. "No skipping school."

"I know, Mr. Lancher's been on my butt for...for-"

"Ever?" Tucker finished.

"Pretty much." added Sam. "So we do what we did today. Keep a low profile. They don't know who you are, so as long as you don't go ghost, you'll be fine."

"What do I do if some ghost attacks the school?"

"What are the chances of that?" She reached over to take a sip of what was left of Tucker's drink. And accidentally spilled it. Again Tucker was left soaked.

'Fuuuu-"

After leaving the diner the Winchesters had dropped by the local library. After Dean had (unsuccessfully) tried to flirt his way into a library card, the brothers had spent most of the evening stuck inside the building. They combed through the place's collection of newspapers and old yearbooks, searching for something that made Casper High such a magnet for ghost activity. The most they found was some kid who'd died back in the 50's. Promising, though Dean joked that no guy with the name Poindexter could be the source of this much trouble.

Once they exhausted the library's resources (i.e. the hot librarian kicked them out for the night), they returned back to the hotel room. They made the usual round of calls to local hunters, though they soon realized that most hunters tended to avoid Amity Park. "Can handle a poltergeist any day of the week," one old timer had mentioned, "but I stay out of Amity. Spirits don't act right there." It made Sam think of how little effect the salt rounds had on the ghost in the warehouse. And how that ghost kid had moved around with seemingly no source.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to go to the source."

"Okay, but no more undercover."

"Aww, I was all ready to be a gym teacher again."

"Just, no. Besides, I already checked and the school has no openings for "creepy dude". Let's just find our way in tomorrow night."

"A break-in? Into a school? Tsk, thought you were better than that."

"Well anything's better than you getting out the red gym shorts."

"I take them everywhere I go."

And with half a plan, the brothers collapsed into bed, waiting for the next day.

P.S. Dean and Castiel have been married for like 3 years. They own a nice ranch-style home somewhere in the Pacific Northwest with at least half a dozen dogs and neither are in Super-Hell.