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The Winchesters and the Queen of Hearts were in a field outside, getting ready for croquet. The king sat in a throne nearby. And for some strange reason, the soldiers were bending.
"Why are your soldiers bending?" Sam asked.
But the white rabbit, who was standing nearby, answered for him. "We do need wickets. It seems to me that you don't know this game at all."
The the queen picked up a flamingo and a hedgehog.
"What the (bleep) is with the flamingo and the hedgehog?" Dean asked.
The rabbit answered, "The flamingoes are the royal mallets, and the hedgehogs are the balls. See, he rolls into a ball. Oh my ears and nose, you two are not very bright."
Dean started snickering. But the queen heard this and yelled, "SILENCE!"
As the game started, the queen was the first one up. She swung her flamingo at the hedgehog, but it seemed to run through the living wickets. The crowd cheered. But Sam and Dean didn't.
"Hey, that's cheating," Sam said.
Dean went up. The queen handed him the flamingo and he tried to hit the hedgehog. But the flamingo tilted his head at the last second so that it would look like Dean accidentally missed. The crowd laughed, and the queen was going, "Ha ha! You missed!"
"No fair!" Dean complained. "The flamingo bent his head!"
But the queen thought it was just an excuse. "Really! Excuses, excuses."
Then, the Cheshire Cat appeared next to Sam. "Hello," he greeted. "How are you getting on?"
"We are not getting on at all," Sam said.
The queen overheard and asked, "Who are you talking to?"
Sam stammered, "A cat, your majesty."
"A cat? Where?" The queen looked around.
"Here we go again," Dean sighed.
Then the queen explained to the boys, "Let me warn you. I lose my temper, and you two lose your heads." Then she composed herself and went back to the game. Then, the cat had an idea.
"I have an idea," he said. "Let's make her angry."
But Sam and Dean were against it. "No, please no," Sam pleaded.
But the cat didn't listen. "Look! She going to hit the ball. When she's about to, I will jump on her (bleep)."
"NO!" the brothers yelled in unison.
But the cat did it anyway. He attacked her butt causing her to yelp. The cat laughed. And the rabbit was saying, "Oh my whiskers."
The queen got up furiously and yelled at the Winchesters, "You two! OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!"
But then the king stood up. "But my dear, should we have a trial first?" he asked the queen. "Just a little trial?"
The queen accepted. "Very well. Let the trial begin!"
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The trial commenced in the courtroom, with the white rabbit announcing, "Your gracious Majesty, members of the jury, local subjects…"
"Ahem," the king reminded.
"And the king," the rabbit continued." The prisoners here are charged with enticing her Majesty into a game of croquet, thereby teasing, tormenting, and annoying…"
"Get on with it before I lose my temper!" the queen said.
"...thereby causing the queen to lose her temper," the rabbit finished.
The queen asked the brothers, "Are you ready for your first sentence?"
But Sam knew from years of pre-law at Stanford that a verdict was first. "Hold on. There should be a verdict first."
"Sentence first, verdict later!" the queen ordered. "Remember, all ways…"
"...are your ways, I know," Dean finished for her.
"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" the queen shouted again.
But the king calmed her down. "Consider, my dear. Couldn't we hear one or two witnesses?"
The queen gave in. "Get on with it."
So the rabbit called on the first witness… The March Hare.
The hare suddenly appeared. "O, you've asked the right witness. Nothing," he said.
"That's very important," the queen said. "Jury, write that down!"
"That's not what important means!" Dean explained.
"Silence!" the queen ordered.
The next witness is called… the dormouse. Her teapot appeared and she popped out. "I'm here," she announced. "Twinkle twinkle little bat, how I wonder…"
"Oh, that's very important," the queen told the jury. Write that down!"
"What next?" Dean asked, already getting bored.
The Mad Hatter is the next witness. As soon as he came, he began yelling, "Move down! Move down! Move down!"
The king asked, "Where were you when this crime was committed?"
"Why, I was at home, sipping tea," the hatter answered. "It is my unbirthday, after all."
Then the king told the queen, "It's yours too, after all."
The queen looked surprised. "It is?"
"Oh boy," Sam sighed.
The Hatter, the Hare, and the dormouse all started singing the unbirthday song to her. The Hatter even brought her a cake and she blew a candles. Then, an even stronger wind started to blow.
"Hurricane!" the Hare screamed.
But it was just the Cheshire Cat singing his riddle again.
"Look, your Majesty!" Dean called. "It's the Cheshire Cat!"
The dormouse got scared again. And she ran off. The Hatter and the Hare went after her, even asking for some blueberry jam. The king allowed it. And both the Hatter and the queen wanted the jam. Then, in the middle of an intense fight, it hits the queen's face.
"My beautiful face!" the queen complained.
"I've never seen you more lovely, my dear," the king said.
Then the queen yelled out, "Someone's head will roll off for this!"
That gave Sam and Dean an idea. They each took their pieces of the mushroom for earlier out of their pockets. Dean yelled, "Hey (bleep)! Watch this!"
"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!" the queen yelled again.
Too late. The brothers ate their perspective pieces of the mushroom, and they both started to grow, even jumping off their spot in the upper balcony. Once they stopped growing, everyone was shocked.
Oh dear," the king said, astonished.
But the queen was still furious. "Call the guards!" she yelled.
Dean smirked. "Ha! Your guards are nothing but cards! What can you do to us?"
The king picked up a book, opened it, and read, stammering, "All persons more than a mile high must leave the court immediately."
But Sam said, "You just made that rule up. Besides, I'm not even close to a mile high."
"Each of you are merely two miles high," the queen said.
Sam continued. "What's more? You're not a queen. You're just a fat-(bleep), pompous, bad, tempered old tyrant!"
"And the most ugly (bleep)es are those who shout 'off with their heads!'" Dean insulted the queen.
But then the boys started shrinking back to normal for some reason. And the queen became furious again.
"OFF WITH THEIR HEADS!"
"You'll have to catch us first," Sam said. And the Winchesters started running back to the door they first came through, with the queen and her court following, the queen still shouting 'off with their heads!'
By the time they made it back to the door, the ocean of tears had mostly dried up. Sam went to the door and said, "Take us home now!"
"What are you talking about?" the knob said. "You are home." And the boys looked through the keyhole and was shocked by what they just saw: the boys still asleep in the bunker.
"We're still asleep?" Dean said. Then they looked back to see the queen still running at them.
"We've got to wake up!" Sam yelled. "Pinch ourselves if we have to!" So the brothers started urging themselves to wake up.
"WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" they both said.
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Both Winchesters gasped as they woke up, quickly sitting up. Sure enough, they were in the bunker, still in the same spots where they fell asleep at.
"What a really weird dream," Dean panted.
Sam stood up from the table. "This is what happens when you have a really tiring hunt," he said.
Now that all that was over, they can continue on to more important things: Lucifer's future son, their mother, and the British Men of Letters.
"I guess everyone in the world is mad," Sam said.
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Just finished a multi-chapter story for the first time. I hope you liked it and that you give me a good review.