Hey guys! I'm back with another chapter of A Whole New World! I told you guys I wouldn't take forever to update again, and I'm actually keeping my promise! I just went and seen Infinity War for the second time, and it was worse watching it the second time. It's still a fairly good movie, but I noticed some things that kept it from being amazing. I'm heading to Walker Stalker Con Nashville in a few days, so if you are going, mention it in the comments or PM me. Anyways, I'm watching MiniMinter on YouTube. Enjoy the chapter!

Everybody Loves a Clown Part 3

I was munching on my candy bar when Sam burst in.

"Kate, come on, we found the next victims." I ran out the door with Sam still holding my chocolate bar because I'm going to eat my candy bar dag nab it.

"Where'd you get the chocolate bar?" Dean asks as we get in.

"I got it from the vending machine. Shouldn't we be heading to a house to save a family?" I say. Dean pulls out of the motel parking lot quickly and drive to the house, which I assume Sam went online to find out. We stopped outside a nice looking suburban home and wait.

"Dean, I still cannot believe you told Papazian about the homicidal phantom clown." Sam says.

"You told a worker about what we're doing?" I ask surprised.

"I told him an urban legend about a homicidal phantom clown I never said it was real." Dean says pulling out his gun and cocking it. Sam grabs it and pushes Dean's hand down.

"Keep that down!" Sam says.

"Oh, and get this. I mentioned the Bunker Brother's Circus in '81 and their, evil clown apocalypse? Guess what?"

"What?" Me and Sam ask.

"Before Mr. Cooper owned Cooper Carnival, he worked for Bunker Brothers. He was their lot manager."

"So you think whatever the spirit's attached to, Cooper just brought it with him?" I ask.

"Something like that." Dean says shaking his head. "I can't believe we keep talking about clowns." We sit around for a long time before anything happens. I woke up to someone shake me awake. "Come on, the clown is here." I grabbed my gun and followed the boys into the house. We stayed hidden waiting.

"Wanna see Mommy and Daddy? They're upstairs." The little girl asks the clown. That was when we pounced. Sam grabbed the little girl, while me and Dean shot the clown. It falls on its back but quickly gets up.

"Sam, watch out!" Dean yells. The clown jumps out the window as the parents run down the stairs. Crap.

"What's going on here? Get away from my-" The man says.

"Oh my god, what are you doing to my daughter?" The woman asks.

"Who the hell are you? Get out! Get out of my house!" We don't stick around for another second and run back to the Impala. We drive away to a backroad and decide to ditch the minivan.

"You really think they saw our plates?" Sam asks.

"I don't wanna take the chance. Besides, I hate this friggin' thing anyway." Dean says. We finally gather everything and walk down the road. "Well, one thing's for sure."

"What's that?"

"We're not dealing with a spirit. I mean, that rock salt hit something solid."

"I thought that too." I say.

"A person or maybe a creature that can make itself invisible?" Sam asks.

"Yeah and dresses up like a clown for kicks? Did it say anything in Dad's journal?" Dean asks.

"Nope." Sam says as he clears his throat and pulls out his phone.

"Who are you calling?"

"Maybe Ellen or that guy Ash'll know something. Hey, you think, uh, you think Dad and Ellen ever had a thing?"

"No way."

"Then why didn't he tell us about her?"

"I don't know, maybe they had some sort of falling out."

"Yeah, you ever notice Dad had a falling out with just about everybody?" Pause. "Well, don't get all maudlin on me, man."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this 'strong silent' thing of yours. It's crap."

"Oh god."

"I'm over it. This isn't just anyone we're talking about. This is Dad. I know how you felt about the man."

"You know what? Back off, all right? Just because I'm not caring and sharing like you want me to."

"No, no, no, that's not what this is about, Dean. I don't care how you deal with this, but you have to deal with it, man. Listen, I'm your brother, all right? I just want to make sure you're okay."

"Dude, I'm okay. I'm okay, okay? I swear the next person who asks me if I'm okay, I'm gonna start throwing punches. These are your issues, quit dumping them on me!" Dean yells.

"What are you talking about?"

"I just think it's really interesting, this sudden obedience you have to Dad. It's like, oh, what would Dad want me to do? Sam, you spent your entire life slugging it out with that man. I mean, hell, you...you picked a fight with him the last time you ever saw him, and now that he's dead, you want to make it right? Well, I'm sorry Sam, but you can't. It's too little too late."

"Why are you saying this to me?"

"Because I want you to be honest with yourself about this. I'm dealing with Dad's death! Are you?" Sam goes quiet for a while.

"I'm going to call Ellen." He calls Ellen as we continue down the road. We keep going and going as Sam and Ellen try to figure out what we are hunting. "Thanks a lot." Sam says finally hanging up. "Rakshasa."

"What's that?" Dean asks.

"Ellen's best guess. It's a race of ancient Hindu creatures. They appear in human form. They feed on human flesh. They can make themselves invisible. And they cannot enter a home without first being invited."

"So they dress up like clowns, and the children invite 'em in."

"Yeah."

"Why don't they just munch on the kids?" I ask.

"No idea. Not enough meat on the bones, maybe?"

"What else'd you find out?" Dean asks.

"Well, apparently, Rakshasas live in squalor. They sleep on a bed of dead insects." Sam says.

"Nice." I say sarcastically.

"Yeah and they have to feed a few time every twenty or thirty years. Slow metabolism, I guess."

"Well, that makes sense. I mean, the Carnival today, the Bunker Brothers in '81." Dean says.

"Right. Probably more before that." Sam says.

"Hey Sam, Kate, who do we know that worked both shows?"

"Cooper?" Me and Sam ask at the same time.

"Cooper." Dean confirms.

"You know, that picture of his father, that looked just like him." Sam says.

"You think maybe it was him?" Dean asks.

"Well, who knows how old he is?" I ask. "Ellen say how to kill him?"

"Legend goes, a dagger made of pure brass." Sam says.

"I think I know where to get one of those." Dean says.

"Well, before we go stabbing things into Cooper, we're going to want to make dang sure it's him." I say.

"Oh, you two are such sticklers for details." Pause. "All right, I'll round up the blade, you two go check if Cooper's got bedbugs." Dean says. Me and Sam hitchhike our way to the carnival and break into Cooper's trailer. I pull out my knife and start to slice open the mattress, when there was a gun cock behind me.

"What do you think you're doing?" We hear the voice of Cooper say. We look down and notice there's no bugs in the mattress. That's right! I forgot! Cooper isn't the creature.

"I'm sorry. We're-" I start to say.

"Get the hell out of my trailer before I shoot you." Me and Sam don't waste any time and run out. We go towards the knife thrower guy's tent to meet with Dean. We see him stumble out as we get there.

"Hey!" Me and Sam yell.

"Hey." Dean says.

"So, Cooper thinks we're peeping Toms, but it's not him." Sam says.

"Yeah, so I gathered. It's the blind guy. He's here somewhere." Dean says.

"Well, did you get the-" Sam starts.

"The brass blades? No. No, it's just been one of those days." Dean says.

"I got an idea. Come on." Sam says. We follow Sam into the funhouse. As we walk in, the door slams behind me and Sam with Dean on the other side, and of course, it's locked.

"Sam! Kate!" Dean yells from the other side.

"Dean! Dean, find the maze, okay?" Sam yells back. He turns to me. "Come on, we gotta find the organ. We keep following the way to the organ. He reaches for one, but it's too hot. "Gah!" He pulls out something from his pocket that looks like a cloth and starts pulling off a pipe. That was when Dean came around the corner to us.

"Hey." Dean says.

"Hey! Where is it?" Sam asks.

"I don't know. I mean, shouldn't we see its clothes walking around?" Just then a knife flies at us and pins my sleeve to the wall. Another one comes and pins my wrist to the wall.

"Um, guys." I yell. Sam finally pulls the pipe out and moves forward slowly. Another knife is thrown at Sam, but he dodges.

"Guys where is he?" Sam asks.

"I don't know!" Dean says pulling out the knives that were pinning me. I look up and notice a lever. I pull it and more steam comes out of the organ. We can now see the creature.

"Sam, behind you! Behind you!" I yell. Sam turns around and stabs the creature without looking. The creatures falls, but the only thing that can be seen are the clothes it was wearing.

"I hate funhouses." Dean says. We go back to the motel and grab our stuff. We head back to where the van was and decide to drive it back. We walk in and sit at the bar. Ellen hands the boys a beer each and hands me a glass of water because I don't drink.

"You guys did a hell of a job. Your dad'd be proud." She says.

"Thanks." Sam says. Jo comes in and sits on the other side of Dean. He gives me and Sam a look.

"Hey, Sam do you want to play some pool?" I ask getting the hint.

"Yeah, let's go." He says following my lead. We head over to the pool table and start playing. Just then Ash bursts open the door holding the folder we gave him and his weird laptop.

"Where you guys been? Been waiting for ya." He says setting his stuff down.

"We were working a job, Ash. Clowns?" Sam says heading over to Ash.

"Clowns? What the-"

"You got something for us, Ash?" Dean interrupts.

"Did you find the demon?" I ask.

"It's nowhere around. At least, nowhere I can find, but if this fugly bastard raises his head, I'll know. I mean, I'm on it like Divine on dog dookie."

"What do you mean?" Sam asks.

"I mean, any of those signs or omens appear, anywhere in the world, my rig'll go off like a fire alarm."

"Do you mind..." Dean says reaching for the laptop. Ash just gives him look that makes Dean stop.

"What's up, man?" Ash asks. I look to Sam who has a confused look on his face.

"Ash, where did you learn to do all this?" Sam asks.

"M.I.T before I got bounced for...fighting."

"M.I.T.?" Sam asks surprised.

"It's a school in Boston."

"Okay. Give us a call as soon as you know something?" Dean asks.

"Si, si, compadre." Dean takes another swig of his beer, and we start heading out the door.

"Hey, listen- if you guys need a place to stay, I've got a couple beds out back." Ellen says.

"Thanks but no. There's something I gotta finish." Dean says.

"Okay." We head back to Bobby's and get a good night's rest. The next day I helped Dean fix the Impala mainly. After dinner, I went to my room to do some reading. I was just getting ready for bed when I heard a knock on the door. I went and opened the door to see Dean.

"Dean, what's wrong?" I ask.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" He asks.

"Yeah, of course." The man looks like everything has just hit him. We climb into bed. It was awkward at first, but it was the first night that me and Dean cuddled in bed.

To Be Continued...

Well, there you go guys! I got this out before I leave for Walker Stalker! I'm leaving for that tomorrow! Anyways, I don't have much more to say. So, I hope you guys have an amazing day! Bye guys!