Dean looked at the boy stunned that someone so young could stop this many creatures so easily, even he couldn't stop that many when he was a kid. "What are these things?" Dean spoke as he bent down to get a better look at the weird creatures.
"They're gnomes," The boy told the man who was currently poking one in the stomach. Dean looked up at the boy as he started to walk towards his cart. Sam looked down at his brother then turned to look at the boy.
"So why were they attacking you?" Sam questioned the boy.
"So they could take my sister, they want a queen," He informed the siblings as he got into the still running golf cart.
"Well then maybe we can help you. It's our job to help people in need," Dean stood up talking to the boy, "I'm Dean and this is my brother, Sam." Dean said gesturing to his younger brother.
"Names Dipper; and thanks but I don't think I'll need any help," Dipper said blowing the whistle gathering the gnomes' attention.
Dean stared at the boy, he reminded him of himself kind of, "Look kid, even if you don't need help it would make us feel better to make sure you don't get in over your head or injure yourself." Dean said stepping towards the cart, and sliding into the seat next to Dipper.
"I said I don't need help, plus I'll be fine," Dipper shot Dean a look that Dean was all too familiar with, the get away from me and trust me look.
"Oh I heard you the first time; I just want to make sure you're fine. Come on Sammy," Dean beckoned Sam to come on. Sam walked over to the cart and slid in next to his brother. "Well come on blow your magic whistle and let's find your sister."
Dipper rolled his eyes at Dean, before placing the whistle to his lips and blowing. The gnomes bent over in pain, "OK YOU GNOMES TAKE ME TO JEFF AND MY SISTER!" Dipper yelled.
Dipper took the whistle out of his mouth as he placed it around his neck.
"What are these things?" He heard one of the men ask. Dipper glanced at the gnomes before answering the man.
"They're gnomes," Dipper spoke. He started to walk over to the cart, passing the two adults. Dipper noticed the men look kind of confused by this new information. 'Figures', he thought, 'No one understands this stuff'.
Dipper stopped walking for a second when he heard one of them ask, "So why were they attacking you?"
"So they could take my sister, they want a queen," Dipper informed them as he slid into the golf cart that the two idiots left running.
"Well then maybe we can help you. It's our job to help people in need," One stood up and stared at Dipper, "I'm Dean and this is my brother, Sam." Dipper watched as he introduced them.
"Names Dipper; and thanks but I don't think I'll need any help," Dipper placed the whistle back the whistle back in his mouth and blew, gathering the gnomes' attention.
"Look kid, even if you don't need help it would make us feel better to make sure you don't get in over your head or injure yourself." Dean said walking over to the cart and sitting down next to Dipper.
Dipper sighed loudly, "I said I don't need help, plus I'll be fine," He shot a look at the man sitting in the cart next to him.
"Oh I heard you the first time; I just want to make sure you're fine. Come on Sammy," He watched as Dean summoned Sam over to the cart. Sam slid into the cart next to Dean; Dipper just stared at the two. 'Something must be wrong with them' Dipper thought. "Well come on blow your magic whistle and let's find your sister."
Dipper rolled his eyes and looked back at the gnomes; he placed the whistle back in his mouth and blew. He watched as the gnomes bent over in pain, covering their ears, "OK YOU GNOMES TAKE ME TO JEFF AND MY SISTER!" Dipper yelled.