WOW! if i didn't know any better, I'd think I was a fast updater.
Thanks SO MUCH to DracoStarbo for helping me chip through the writers block I had. Hopefully she'll help me chip through one if I need it next chapter.
Disclaimer: Not... mine... DUH!
Chapter Summary: After an annoying morning, Dean eagerly grabs the oppurtunity to run off with Sam to go on a hunt, only Phoebe insists on coming. And Phoebe is a little too happy about it...
'I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES! EVERYBODY'S NERVES! EVERYBODY'S NERVES! I KNOW A SONG THAT GETS ON EVERYBODY'S NERVES AND THIS IS HOW IT GOES…'
Sam groaned at the breakfast table, putting down his fork and burying his head in his hands, trying to block out the seventh round of that dreadful song being mentally screamed at him by his brother Dean. It was probably revenge for setting Paige on him yesterday. Honestly, Dean should know better than to lie so much. This was so immature. He could block out most surface thoughts, true, but when they were mentally screamed and directed specifically at him from such a short difference away, this became impossible. Dean smirked at him from across the table and started an eighth round of the booming chorus. Sam groaned in annoyance and tried as hard as he could to block it out.
"Okay, I feel annoyance, misery, and sick satisfaction at the table. What exactly is going on?" Phoebe asked.
"Dean is singing "The Song That Get's On Everybody's Nerves" over and over again, mentally screaming it in my ear."
"How childish! Stop that Dean this instance and leave your brother alone!" Phoebe reprimanded.
'TATTLE TALE!' Dean mentally screamed at him.
"Wow, must be a pretty annoying song to get on every ones nerves. I wonder what song it is."
"Phoebe…" Sam tried to say through his brand new migraine.
"Is is the Numa Numa song?" Phoebe asked.
"Numa Numa song?!" Dean asked, confused.
"Well, you know, I think it's called Dragostae Din Tei or something."
"Huh? No! Not that song. It's "The Song That Get's On Everybody's Nerves". It's an actual song!" Dean snapped.
"Well of course it's a real song silly! I never said it wasn't."
"That song used to really annoy me as a kid. I hate that song," Paige said.
"Oh really?" Dean asked, smirking.
"Don't you dare," Paige hissed.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves! Everybody's nerves! Everybody's nerves-"
"Shut up right now if you know what's good for you!" Paige threatened.
"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and this is how it goes… I know a song-"
"GAAAAAAAAAH!" Paige screamed. "Kitchen knife!"
The kitchen knife orbed into her hand and she threw it at him, barely missing as he ducked just in time. Chris orbed in behind Dean and the knife flew right by his head. His eyes widened and he whipped around to see if anyone was attacking and turned to see Paige leap out of her seat and start chasing Dean, orbing objects into her hands and throwing them at him.
"YOU TWO ARE ACTING LIKE CHILDREN! STOP IT THIS INSTANCE!" Piper shouted.
"Hi there Chris. It's nice to see you," Phoebe said smiling.
"What on Earth is going on here?" he asked, looking alarmed.
"Oh, well Dean sang this song called 'The Song That Gets on Everybody's Nerves' in Sam's head so loud that I think he has a headache. Are you okay Sam?"
Sam just groaned in response and said nothing.
"Oh, and then he sang it out loud and well, apparently Paige doesn't like that song very much."
"Chris! Do something! They are acting like children!" Piper demanded.
Chris orbed between the two of them and grabbed Paige around the waist to stop her from chasing Dean. Dean stopped running and waved at Paige, sticking his tongue out and making a face of triumph.
"Why you-" Paige growled.
"STOP IT! All of you, this is ridiculous," Chris said annoyed. "You are all my Charges and I'm supposed to help protect you. Now how am I going to be able to do that if you're all trying to kill each other?"
"He started it!" Paige defended.
"I don't care who started it. I want both of you to stop now!"
"Yes mother," Dean said, smirking at him as he walked past him to sit at the table. "Anyway, someone get Sammy to snap out of his little funk, I need to tell him something."
"It's your fault he's that way in the first place, so don't complain!" Piper snapped
Dean waved a printed out article in front of Sam. "I've got a job for us to do Sammy!"
Sam groaned louder and looked up at Dean weakly. "Whaaaaaaaaaaat?"
"It's in LA. Some college professor took a nose dive. Legend says the building is haunted."
"Hmmmmmmmm…"
Dan hit Sam on the shoulder. "Up up Sammy, we're out of here. Let's GO!"
Sam just laid his head on the table.
"Go? Where are you going?" Phoebe asked.
"Hunting!" Dean said with a big smile on his face and pulling on Sam's arm. "We have lots to do. It'll be a longish drive and we need to get fake IDs."
"Fake IDs?" Phoebe asked.
"Yeah. We usually have to look around and pretend to be cops to get information out of people easier."
"That sounds highly illegal…" Piper said.
"It is!" Dean said, smirking.
"Oooh, can I come?" Phoebe asked.
"Of course not!" Dean snapped, already grabbing his bag.
"Please?"
"No"
She turned to Sam, who was being dragged out the door. "Please?"
"Nooo." Sam muttered.
Phoebe looked at Sam and Stared at him for a while and Sam groaned and grabbed his head. "All right, all right, all right! You can go."
"YAY!" Phoebe shouted.
Dean turned to him, annoyed. "Dude, what the hell!?"
"She can have an…. Extremely… annoying…. plead in her mind… and I'm sick… of… these frikkin… mental… attacks… on my… brain…" He pulled away from Dean and went over to the sink to splash cold water on his face. "ARRG! I hate you Dean. This is worse than a hangover."
"You're welcome," Dean said, smirking.
"This is going to be soooooo much fun!" Phoebe chirped, excited.
"Why are you so happy?" Dean asked.
"I've always wanted to pretend to be an FBI agent!"
"Dude, we're just pretending to be cops for this one."
Phoebe ran off to go pack.
Sam buried his face in his hands. "Pleaaaaaaaase think quieter Phoebe… I understand you're excited, but just tune it down a bit, okay?"
"Dude, she left the room Sammy, and she can't hear you when you talk out loud… Can she?"
"I don't know… nor care… just shut up…"
Dean smirked at him. 'LALALALALALALA!'
'Jerk!' Sam whined in his mind.
'Bitch!'
"So, do you want me to orb you there or something? LA is pretty damn far away!"
"Uuuh, no. I'll take the car."
"Why? That's pointless. You'll spend like, 10 hours driving."
"I don't trust orbs…" Dean muttered.
"What? That's ridiculous!"
"What?! I just feel uncomfortable dissolving onto a hundred bright little lights flying off into the air towards some unknown destination, okay?!"
"Well, when you put it like that…"
"Exactly!"
"But still! It will only take two seconds!"
"No thank you!"
Paige rolled her eyes. "Fine, so much for me trying to help."
Phoebe came back in at that moment with three suitcases in her arms. "Okay, I'm ready!"
"How the hell did you pack up that much stuff that freaking fast?"
"Oh, it's a gift!" She laughed. "So we're driving?"
"Yes!" Dean said.
"Where to?"
"LA."
"OOOH! That will take more than a day if we make enough stops! I've always wanted to go on road trips as a kid!"
"Somehow, I feel like you are going to make us make that many stops just for that reason... What do you think Sammy?"
Sammy just walked out to the car. "I'm going to lie down in the back seat."
"Maaaaaaaaaybe I will!" Phoebe said with a brilliant smirk on her face.
"Well, sorry to burst your bubble Hyperitis, but this is a serious hunting trip, we're going to get to LA by tonight," Dean said and walked out the door.
"Awww, that sucks," Phoebe said and followed him out and shoved her suitcases in the backseat with Sam.
Sam used one of them as a pillow as he lay down and prayed for his Dean-induced-migraine would go away soon. Phoebe hoped in the passenger's seat next to Dean and grinned at him as he got in and shut the door. Dean raised an eyebrow at her and started the car. After a second of blessed silence, he started driving.
"This is going to be SO MUCH FUN! I love long drives!"
Sam groaned in the backseat and Dean groaned mentally. This was going to be a looong drive.
"Let's sing a road song!"
Dean grimaced and started speeding even faster then normal.