Motel
Dean sits at the table and takes another bite from a sandwich. Fae was laying on the bed with her hands over her face. The remnants of the cooked ham sit on the table. The door opens and Sam comes in, holding a map. Dean looks up.
"Dude, seriously—still with the ham," Sam ask.
Dean talks through the mouthful, "We don't have a fridge." Sam closes the door and puts the map down in front of Dean.
"Well, I found something," Sam says. Dean stands up for a better view. Sam points to a red X on the map for every incident. "Um, tooth fairy attack was here, Pop Rocks and Coke was here, then you've got itching powder, face freeze, and joy buzzer—all located within a two-mile radius."Sam indicates the area containing all the red X's.
"So, we got a blast zone of weird, and inside, fantasy becomes reality," Dean says.
"Looks like," Sam says.
"And what's the A-bomb at its center," Dean asks.
"Four acres of farmland...and a house," Sam says.
"Our motel isn't in that circle, by any chance," Dean asks.
"Yeah. Why," Sam asks. Dean hesitates, then holds up his right hand: the palm is covered in hair. Sam looks away, closing his eyes.
"Ugh, dude—," Sam says in disgust then sighs.
"That's not what I think it is, is it," Sam asks.
"It is," Fae says. "Be grateful you didn't walk in while he was doing it."
"I got bored. That nurse was hot," Dean says grinning.
"You know you can go blind from that, too," Sam says.
"I wish I had," Fae says looking sick.
"Give me five minutes. We'll go check out that house," Dean says walking around Sam.
"Hey, do not use my razor," Sam exclaims. Dean just smirks. Fae didn't move to get up. "Aren't you coming with, Fae?"
"No. No, I'm going to sit this one out," Fae says.
"Are you okay," Sam asks.
"I'm not feeling to good," Fae says. "I'm just going to sleep for a few hours. I'll be good as new by the time you guys get back."
"Okay," Sam says looking at her concern.
Jesse's House
A mail truck drives past the house and past the Impala, which pulls up and parks. Dean and Sam, wearing suits, get out and cross the street, walking up to the house. Dean checks Ruby's knife, which is tucked into his belt. Sam bends down to pick the lock, but straightens up in a hurry when the door opens. A boy is there; his name is Jesse.
"Can I help you," Jesse asks.
"Hi. Uh, what's your name," Sam asks.
"Who wants to know," Jesse asks. Sam and Dean glance at each other.
"The, uh..." Dean clears his throat and pulls out his badge, showing it to Jesse while Sam goes for his badge. "FBI." Sam holds up his badge. Jesse takes Dean's.
"Let me see that," Jesse says. Jesse examines Dean's badge and hands it back. Sam puts his away. "So, what, you guys don't knock?"
"Are your parents home," Dean asks.
"They work," Jesse says.
"Well, you mind if we ask you a few questions, maybe take a look around the house," Sam asks.
"I don't know," Jesse says looking at them unsurely.
"Come on. You can trust us. We're the authorities," Dean says holding up his badge to show Jesse again, but Jesse looked unimpressed. Jesse look the between the two of them. Dean and Sam try to smile reassuringly.
Jesse decides to allow them to come inside. A pot of soup is boiling on the stove. Jesse goes up to it and turns it off. Sam and Dean follow him into the kitchen, looking around. Dean hangs back.
"What's that," Sam asks.
"It's called soup," Jesse says looking back at Sam as if he was an idiot. Jesse takes the pot off the stove. "You heat it up and you eat it."
Sam chuckles then asks, "Right. I, I know. It's just, um...I used to make my own dinner, too, when I was a kid."
"Well, I'm not a kid," Jesse says stubbornly. Dean notices the artwork on the fridge.
"Right. No, I, I know. Um...," Sam holds out a hand. "I'm Robert, by the way." Jesse shakes Sam's hand.
"Jesse," he says.
"Jesse, nice to meet you," Sam says. Dean steps closer, holding a picture of a bearded man with pink wings and tutu.
"Did you draw this," Dean asks.
Jesse nods and says, "Yeah its the tooth fairy."
"That's what you think the tooth fairy looks like, huh," Dean asks.
"Yeah. My dad told me about him," Jesse says.
Dean glances at Sam then says "Huh."
"What, didn't your dad tell you about the tooth fairy," Jesse says.
"My dad," Dean chuckles and shakes his head. "No...uh...no. My dad told me different stories."
"Well, the tooth fairy isn't a story," Jesse says.
"What do you know about itching powder, Jesse," Sam asks.
"That stuff will make you scratch your brains out," Jesse says.
"Pop Rocks and Coke," Dean asks.
"You mix them, and you'll end up in the hospital. Everyone knows that," Jesse says. Dean pulls the joy buzzer out of his pocket and holds it up.
"You shouldn't have that," Jesse says.
"Why not," Dean asks.
"It can electrocute you," Jesse says.
"Actually, it can't. It's just a wind-up toy. It's totally harmless. Doesn't even have batteries," Dean says.
"So it can't shock you," Jesse asks.
"Nope. Not at all. I swear," Dean says.
"Oh. Okay," Jesse says believing him.
"I mean, all it does is just shake in your hand. It's kind of lame. See," Dean says pressing the joy buzzer to Sam's chest and it buzzes. Sam stiffens up and he glares at Dean murdeously. "What did you say your name was, again?"
Sam and Dean leave Jesse's house.
"Dude, what the hell," Sam says angrily.
"I had a hunch. I went with it," Dean says shrugging his shoulders.
"You risked my ass on a hunch," Sam says disbelivingly.
"You're fine," Dean says.
"Besides, now we know who's turning this town into Willy Wonka's worst nightmare," Sam says. "The kid."Sam and Dean stops walking.
"Yeah. Everything Jesse believes comes true. He thinks the tooth fairy looks like Belushi, uh, joy buzzers really shock people, boom, that's what happens," Dean says.
"Yeah, but you convinced him the joy buzzers don't actually work, and they go from killing machines back into crap toys," Sam asks.
"He probably doesn't even know he's doing it," Dean says and they both look back at the house. The curtains on an upstair window part and Jesse looks out at them. Dean waves at him. "How is he doing it?" Dean and Sam walk away. Jesse watches them go.