The French Mistake 2

Misha swatted at his nose as something tickled it. God damn it if Jared and Jensen were messing with him again they were going to be in for a long day! With a yawn he opened his eyes to see three small children sleeping around his head. Misha smirked. The guys were taking this new series way to seriously. Last week they were all given scripts for some new series for Supernatural. It was about the angels getting turned into babies and the Winchester brothers taking care of them. In reality it was just a Supernatural Super Nanny. Gently, the actor shook the three boys sleeping soundly in his bed. His eyes skimmed over their clothes. He had to give some credit to the wardrobe department. They were spot on.

"Come on, Dudes. Shouldn't you three be on your way to a script read or something?" The boys opened their eyes, glancing around themselves in confusion before looking at Misha. Their eyes instantly widened at the sight of him, mouths dropping to the ground. "Uh…something on my face?" The boys just kept on staring, still wrapped in his blankets.

"Castiel?" the oldest of the three questioned. He was probably supposed to be Gabriel or someone. Misha simply rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, very funny," Misha sighed, picking up the one that was obviously supposed to be Castiel. Makeup department was getting fucking awesome too. This was incredible. It was like staring into a mirror. Whatever contacts they gave the kid were perfect too. Misha's fingers wrapped around one of the black plumages poking out of the kid's back. The angel cried out as Misha pulled and the actor frowned. This wasn't plastic. Misha stopped tugging and pushed a few feathers back to see skin beneath the black feathers. The wings were fucking real! Misha dropped the angel and pinned himself against the headboard. He had to stop drinking before bed.

"If you're not Cassie, what's your name?" the blond angel with grey wings questioned, pulling his little brother back behind him. Misha stared at them. This show was starting to melt his brain. This was too much.

"Misha….Misha Collins. Who are you?" the actor questioned. The angels' eyes widened.

"Not this shit again!" Balthazar shouted, slapping himself in the forehead. "How'd we get into an alternate universe? Gabby?" Little Castiel and the British angel turned to their big brother. Gabriel held up his hands, shaking his head. He hadn't had anything to do with this one.

"What happened before we fells asleep?" Castiel asked. The angels all thought for a few seconds before it clicked. "The amulet!"

"Still here by the way," Misha squeaked from his spot against the headboard. The angels turned their attention to him, tilting their heads. The actor shivered. Oh, that was way too creepy.

"Oh, sorry. We're Castiel, Balthazar, and Gabriel," Gabriel said while pointing at himself and his brothers. "We're from an alternate universe. You don't happen to know where we can find a purple amulet do you?" Misha continued staring at the angels, picking up his phone and dialing in a number.

"What's up?" a voice cracked on the opposite end.

"Jared, I don't know what you put in my drink, but I am going to get you back!" Misha shouted into the phone, causing the angels to jump. There was ruffling on the other end of the phone. He must have just woken up.

"What are you talking about?" Misha searched for Jared's usual teasing tone, but there was nothing. No, Jared was dead serious. The actor's eyes widened and he gazed at the three angels staring at him with their little arms crossed over their chests.

"Jared, you might want to get down here. Get Jensen too."

"This show is getting way over our heads," Jensen said, taking another long pull from his beer as he, Jared, and Misha stared at the three little angels currently sitting on Misha's bed. At first, he and Jared figured Misha was just messing with them to get back on them for that pie prank a few seasons ago, but there was no way Misha just found a bunch of kids that had real wings and the same names as the freaking fictional characters they all played. No, this was real. Either that or they were all dreaming, but Jared had already stabbed Misha in the hand with a fork and only managed to piss the actor off.

"So, let me get this straight," Jared stated, holding up a hand as he eyed the angels. "You three were fiddling with some weird pendent you guys had found in Bobby's boxes of junk and woke up here and now you need to find the pendent in order to get back?" The angels nodded and Jared stole Jensen's beer, draining the rest of it down.

"Normally I would say we've been working too hard, but I think the wings alone are enough proof you guys aren't just figments of our imagination," Jensen stated, running a hand through his hair.

"So what do we do about them?" Misha questioned, poking at Castiel's wing curiously.

"Nothing," Jared sighed. "We've got to go down to film. We can't leave these guys here though. Maybe we could sub them in for the show?" Everyone was silent for a moment, watching the three angels carefully.

"Fare enough," Jensen agreed, picking up Castiel and earning a smirk from Misha. "Tweet this and I'll kill you," he warned the actor. Misha held his hands up in defeat and instead picked up Balthazar while Sam grabbed Gabe.

"Action!" Jensen and Jared were sitting on set, saying their lines as the camera focused on them. The three angels in the meantime did their own lines as they sat in the replica of their living room back at home.

"Anybody feel like this has already happened? Balthazar questioned as they played with the blocks on the floor. His brothers both nodded as they listened to Jensen and Jared going back and forth. This morning (back in their own dimension) Sam and Dean had been discussing a werewolf attack and now the two actors were doing the same. They were living the morning over again! The angels got up from the floor and started to whisper back and forth so not to interrupt the actors.

"If we're re-living our morning then all we have to do is find that box," Gabe stated. "Were was it again?" The brothers looked around themselves, trying their best to remember.

"Up!" Cas called in a hushed voice as he pointed at the top shelf of the many book shelves around the living room. The cameras then turned to the angels and the three realized that this was all part of the script. The angels glanced around nervously, unsure of what they were to do. Misha waved at them from the side, ganging their attention. He held out his arms, flapping them like a giant bird. The angels both gazed at each other nervously before flapping their wings and flying to the top of the shelf. A few whispers made it to their ears and they were surprised to hear that the whispers were praising the costume designers and special effects team. If only it was that easy back home.

"Found it!" called Balthazar as he dug through an old box and pulled out a small pendant. It was plastic, they could tell by the first glance, but hopefully saying the spell would change all that. When the three landed Balthazar handed the pendant to Gabriel and the archangel held it out for them all to see. The three angels turned their heads again, looking to the three actors that had helped them. The actors gave them a wink and a small wave before turning away to let the angels do their thing. The three began to read the strange symbols in Latin and in a blink of an eye they were gone. Gasps filled the set, but Jared and Jensen kept rolling with it. Together they dashed to where the angels once stood, eyes wide as they called out for the angels.

"Angels?! Where are you?!" Everyone shouted, racing through the house in search of the three angels. Just as Bobby rushed into the living room for some sort of clue the angels zapped into sight, clutching the now very real pendant in their hands.

"They're back!" Bobby shouted as he kneeled down by the angels and took the pendant from their grip. Everyone quickly raced into the room and to the angels, checking them over for injury. The three swatted their worried family away.

"Where the hell were you three?" Dean shouted, finally starting to calm down from his scare. The angels each shrugged their shoulders and went back to playing with their blocks on the floor. When the others refused to leave them alone the three huffed out their answer.

"Supernatural."

Thank you Anake14 for the request! Sorry it took so long.