Hey everyone... I'm sorry it took so long. And I tried my best to make it funny... Also the mention of the word 'triquetra' might be understood by some hard core 'Charmed' fans, just like me. If you wanna know what it is, type it up in Google. Anyways, I hope you like it...

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Chapter 5... Hit Me Baby One More Time

Sam looked down from the laptop, at his elder brother putting makeup. If only his high school bullies were here to see this. "Monica dear, how much more time are we expecting to take?" Dean turned his head, snorted and said, "Sammy dear, as much as time as it takes your brother." Sam sighed and said, "Why are you even putting on makeup and shit like that anyway?" Dean rolled his eyes and said, "Cause this is my first night out and I wanna make a good impression dumbass!" Sam said something under his breath, and then said, "Who are you trying to impress? Another old sleazy dude…" Dean threw his lipstick at Sam and said, "Of course not. The demon!"

"The demon? Oh that's the smartest thing I've heard all day," said Sam, sarcastically. "Thank you," said Dean, not realizing Sam was being sarcastic. "So you're trying to impress the demon, why exactly?" Dean plopped on the bed, and said, "Jeez Sam, I thought you went to college! So that I can find the dude that's body he's taken over, so that we can find the witch, and I so that I can become a dude again!" Sam laughed and said, "So you're gonna seduce your way up the mystery? Nice, Dean." Dean threw his pillow at Sam, who ducked, and laughed, while Dean yelled, "Laugh it off geek boy, but when we don't find the demon, keep laughing at the thought to saving me for the rest of your life!" Sam stopped laughing, Dean knew too now that the tables had turned, and now Sam was going to have to save Dean.

30 minutes later

"Well can we leave now?" Asked Sam, frustrated. "Fine, fine," said Dean, as he put away all the makeup he had asked Sam to buy him earlier in the day. Wearing a thick layer of mascara, and glossy pink lipstick, Dean looked like the hottest slut in all of the United States. Oh and on top of that, he wore a tight black top which read,

'Fuck me now or lose me forever.'

Dean knew he had to seduce the right man at the bar. That was their only chance to find the witch, or the demon. As Sam's mouth hung open at the sight of his brother, Dean rolled his eyes and said, "What?" Sam just laughed and said, "If you were a dude again, and Monica was some chick, I'm sure you would have done her by now."

"Very funny," said Dean. As he sat on the bed, and pulled on his new shiny black flats, he smiled at Sam and said, "No more of those fucking heels." Sam laughed as he opened the door, indicating Dean to walk out. "Age before beauty," Sam grinned. As Dean started walking out, he looked back at Sam and said, "Sam, you know I'm more beautiful than you. Even as a chick."

Sam rolled his eyes and walked outside with Dean. As they both stepped into the car, and headed for the bar, Sam looked at Dean and said, "How exactly are we going to find the right dude?" Dean looked out the window, and said, "The same way we did it last time. The dude has to have a red triquetra on his neck." "Well, what if we don't find him Dean? What if…" Dean interjected Sam and said, "Sammy, can you please stop ruining my life. Talk about all that negativity around you. You're like a walking Carrie." Sam just continued driving until they reached a bar. Sam parked the car in the loaded car park, and Dean looked at Sam as they stepped out of the car, and said, "Damn, just look at the rush in this bar. We're sure to find him here." As Sam nodded, they both stepped into the bar, and the name of the bar went unnoticed.

It was, 'The Karaoke Confessional.'

As Sam and Dean walked into the bar, they both gaped at the shining disco balls, huge karaoke stage, and the loud tuneless song a middle aged man was singing. Sam recognized the song as being, 'Oops, I did it again.' Sam turned slowly to Dean, whose eyes were stuck at the man as he swayed on the stage. To further add to their surprise, the whole damn bar seemed to be singing along with them. "Dean, maybe we came to the wrong place…" Dean slowly turned around, puzzled by whatever the hell it was going on this place.

But just before both of them could step out of the glossy bar, a bald old man stood in front of the door and said, "Oh you two darlings are perfect!" He had a golden stud in one ear, and wore a pink shirt that said, 'Britney Night.'

Oh fuck, thought Dean.

The man pushed both of them towards the stage, much to Sam's "You've got the wrong idea!" and Dean's "We don't know anything about Britney Spears!"

The old man just hushed them both and said, "Come on! On the stage! Don't be spoilsports!" As they both were pushed up the karaoke stage, a loud cheer went up among the crowd. Dean looked at the crowd, pushed his brother in front, and jumped into the crowd. As he floated above the crowd wave, Sam glared back at his brother's smiling face. The mike flew into Sam's hand from the crowd, and the song began.

My loneliness is killin' me… I must confess…

As Sam tried singing along, worried of what would be the consequences if he didn't, a loud scream went up from the crowd, "Sing bitch! Sing!"

Give me a sign… Hit me baby one more time…

As Sam finally got the groove of it, he started swaying a little, but before he knew it, he noticed how slippery the floor was a little too late, and slipped. A loud thud was heard in the room, but the singing didn't cease. As Sam tried pulling himself up, he saw Dean's hand pulling him from the stage screaming, "Time to run!" As Sam pulled himself to his feet, and scrambled out the door, he looked at Dean, and said breathlessly, "I'm trying to remember the last time we both ran towards a car park, when we weren't scared for our lives…"

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