A hook and ladder team from the Fairyland Firehouse stopped by the tower when they noticed a squirrel waving his paws and dancing on the windowsill high above them.

The two handsome firemen had just finished putting out a blaze at old Farmer Dell's hay loft. They were shirtless and covered in soot with glistening, sweaty chests.

The one named Lance yelled up the Alfie, "Hello there little squirrel."

Alfie, seeing how handsome they both were just knew Sam would love the two heroes.

"Sam come quick, there are two good looking men that have an actual ladder!"

Sam stuck his head out the window and waved down to the pair, "Hello there tasty men."

"Hello there pretty young thing. We are traveling homosexual fireman on our way back home to sponge each other off with soap and water. Are you in need of saving?"

Sam couldn't believe his good luck. Here he had Dean and now two delicious treats willing to save him.

"Ok, I have a very hot young man up here. Will you save him as well?"

Dean pushed Sam aside and dropped a vase of flowers on the fireman's head, "Piss off you has-been underwear model! Sam is mine; I've claimed him as my own."

Sam whispered loudly, "Dean they can rescue us both."

"No way, I'll figure something out."

The other fireman who was even sexier than the first waved his arms in the air, "Hellooooo up there, forgive the tiny shred of fabric that barely covers my manhood. I was saving a basket of kittens from a tree and my masculine firemen uniform was almost ripped clean off in the process."

Sam squealed and clapped his hands, "Oh Dean, he saved kittens, surely these men are trustworthy."

Dean eyeballed the almost naked man with the handlebar moustache. He dropped another vase of flowers this time aiming for the other fireman. "Keep it moving, this isn't a bachelorette party or a strip club. Besides what the hell was a basket of kittens doing in a tree anyway?"

Both men gave deep, manly laughs. Lance answered, "Its hero stuff young man, you wouldn't understand."

Sam shoved Dean to the side, "I'm sorry, my new boyfriend seems very jealous."

One of them let out a long whistle, "May I ask if the carpet matches the drapes?"

Sam giggled and went to raise his shift dress. Dean pushed him back on the bed and then shoved a credenza out the window. It was a pretty big window.

"I said get lost!"

It broke their hook and ladder wagon in half and the horses ran off. There were insults exchanged and then the two angry and frustrated firemen started their journey back home for a nice hot, steamy bath together.

Alfie was hopping mad. "Great, I'm stuck with one that's shallow and one that's jealous and shallow. Oh how I hope a prince shows up."

…..

It was night by the time Prince Castiel and Gabe arrived at the tower. Castiel was in a foul mood. He looked over at his faithful manservant, "You know if you rode a horse like normal people maybe we could get places faster."

Gabe patted Ruby, "She may be slow but old Ruby is dependable. With the right incentive this gal will do anything!"

"Gross."

Castiel balanced on Daphne's saddle and called up as loud as he dared, "Sampunzel, Sampunzel, let down your hair so that I may climb the golden stair."

Sam's eyes popped open immediately. He stepped over Dean who was sleeping on the floor and went to the window. He called down softly, "Hello, you knew what to say. Are you royalty?"

"Yes I am, a prince actually."

"Oh nice, are you good looking? It's too dark to tell from here."

Gabe answered for Castiel, "Yeah he's really handsome and adorable even. Better yet he's single and looking for a mate."

An incredibly long and thick braid tumbled out the window, "Go on then, climb up."

First Castiel and then Gabe got to the ledge and crawled into the tower. Castiel held out his arms to the very tall maiden, "Here I am to save you!"

Sam twirled around the room, his sheer nightie floating around him. He burst into song, "I knew in my heart that someday…"

Alfie climbed onto his friends shoulder and slapped a paw over his mouth, "Please don't scare this one off."

Dean woke up and let out a loud yawn. He rubbed his eyes and then did a double take. He hopped to his feet and took a step back from the furious little Prince. "How did you get up here?"

Castiel marched over and kicked Dean in the butt, "You have some nerve deflowering me and having pretty pillow talk then abandoning me and my broken heart." He banged his fists against Dean's chest, "You brute."

Sam was now the one furious, "Do you mean to tell me you slept with a virgin Prince and now you want my precious rump?"

Dean shrugged, "Something like that."

Sam jabbed a long finger against the Prince, "And you…you are not a hero. There is only room for one lady boy in this story so back off."

Castiel growled, "I have a mind to threaten you with my short sword."

Dean cackled from the sidelines, "It's a nice short sword. Come on my little pussies, don't fight over me. There is plenty of Big Dean to go around."

He earned a slap in the face from them both.

Sam took a scissors, grasped his braid at the shoulder and lopped it off. He secured it together and then tied one end to the poster of the bed and tossed the other out the window, "Fudge you Dean!"

He climbed down his once crowning glory and ran off into the woods. Castiel followed right behind but first left Dean with parting words, "Virgin defiler!"

Alfie pulled a toothpick from his scabbard, "Hurry Dean, we must save them. Both are too stupid to be wandering around the forest."

Dean let out a sigh and with shoulders slumped gathered up the nutty squirrel and climbed down to find them.

…..

Gabe was all forgotten. He stayed behind to ransack the place when Crowley appeared sipping a brandy.

"Where is my blushing bride to be?"

Gabe looked out the window and even the horses and goat had abandoned him. "Gone but hey, I'm kinda fun."

"Hmmm…not as pretty, in fact you are not pretty at all."

"What I lack in looks I make up for in smarts and personality. Plus I'm really good in the sack."

Fergus stroked his beard as he mulled over his options. Chase down the virgin Mother had for him or settle for someone interesting and potentially fabulous at intercourse.

He decided the only thing to do was burn Rowena and go for the bird in the hand. "Excellent, we will just put a veil over your face for the nuptials."

Gabe snorted, "Gee thanks you charmer. How is someone like you still single?"

"I often wondered that."

….

Sam and Castiel were exhausted by the time they entered the meadow. Sam sat down in a patch of dandelions and decided to make them each a crown. He placed one on Castiels head, "there, now you like a prince."

Castiel placed the other on Sam's head, "there now we both look like girls. Oh Sam who am I kidding? I'm not manly man like Dean or those traveling firemen you talked about. I want to grow things in my garden and play music on my harp. I have something to confess to you."

Sam took the Princes hands in his, "go on, you can tell me anything."

"Mother wants me to marry someone feminine so they can give her grandbabies but I want to be the one feminine one. I secretly try on her gowns when she has her bowling league on Tuesdays. I dance and swirl around the ballroom alone pretending I have a Prince of my very own."

Suddenly there was the sound of a large creature approaching through the woods. Castiel pulled out his short sword. "Halt who goes there…I have a sword and I'm not afraid to use it!"

TBC