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"Hi" – People speaking

'Hi'- Someone's thoughts

"Agents Page and Plant, FBI." Dean announced to the coroner, taking out his badge, Sam doing the same. As usual, Sam couldn't help but be annoyed at the fake names Dean picked. 'Really? Led Zeppelin? He's like an immature brat.' Sam grumbled to himself.

"Gentlemen. What brings you by?" The coroner asked.

"We need to see Amber Greer's body," Sam informed him.

"Really? What for?"

"The police report said something clawed through her skull," Dean pointed out.

"Oh, you didn't read the autopsy report that I e-mailed out this morning?" The coroner asked, confused.

"W-we had server issues," Sam blurted out the best lie he could think of.

The coroner nodded, and led them to the drawer holder Amber Greer's corpse. He uncovered the body, revealing the long, deep scratches on the side of her face.

"When they brought her in, we thought she was attacked by a wolf," the coroner reported, "but we were wrong." He lifted an evidence bag, "It's a press-on nail. We found it in her temporal lobe."

"Is that even possible?" Sam exclaimed.

"Wait, you saying that she did this to herself?" Dean asked in disbelief.

"Uh-huh. She scratched her brains out. It'd take hours and it'd hurt like hell, but, sure, it's possible."

"How?"

"My guess? Some kind of phantom itch," the coroner said, while pushing the body back into the drawer. "A very extreme case, but it's possible."

As they were walking out of the morgue Sam noticed a red blur. Turning his head, he saw what looked like a fox. He blinked and it was gone. 'It's too strange to be coincidence.'

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Dean walked around the house where the girl apparently scratched herself to death, the sounds of Sam interrogating the parents in the background. He turned around the corner to see a kid standing there nervously.

"What're you looking for?" he asked.

Dean shrugged, looking around the room again. "Don't know yet. It's Jimmy, right?" he questioned, walking towards the boy.

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"Kid said he put this on the babysitter's hairbrush." Dean informed Sam, holding up a bag of itching powder.

Sam laughed, "Dean, there's no way itching powder made that girl scratch her brains out. It's just ground-up maple seeds."

"You have any other theories, I'm open to them." At that moment Sam's phone rang, stopping the argument.

"Yeah? Yeah, we'll be right there." Sam hurried to the side door of the Impala, getting in. Just as Dean was about to do the same, movement in the corner of his eye caught his attention. He turned his head to see a red fox staring at him intently. He blinked in shock, and the fox vanished. Shaking his head, Dean got in the Impala, and drove away.

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Sam watched as Dean got suited up to the extreme, with heave duty gloves and goggles, to test the little toy buzzer that had electrocuted a man.

"You ready?" he asked Sam.

"Hit it, Mr. Wizard," Sam nodded, holding up his own goggles to his eyes.

Dean touched the buzzer to a ham, and they watched, shocked, as the ham cooked before their eyes.

"What the hell? That crap isn't supposed to work!" Sam yelled.

"This thing doesn't even have batteries." Dean took his knife out, and carved a piece of meat off the cooked ham, Sam watching in disgust as he stuffed it into his mouth.

"So, what do these things have in common?" Dean asked, still stuffing his face with the ham.

"They were made in different countries, but they were both bought from the same store."

Dean nodded, and carved more pieces off the ham, offering some to Sam, who shook his head vigorously.

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"So, the shop owner was a bust." Dean sighed, as he drove back to the motel.

"Yeah. Hey, Dean, have you seen any weird animals around?" Sam asked, wanting to know if the fox had been his imagination, or not.

"What, like a rabid dog?"

"No, like a-a," Sam sighed, knowing Dean would probably mock him for hallucinating about Naruto. 'Oh, well, best to get it over with.' "Like a fox."

"Wait, you saw it too? The fox?" Dean exclaimed, turning in his seat to look at Sam.

"You saw it?"

"Yeah, at the house the babysitter died in."

"Wait, I saw the fox at the morgue."

"At the morgue? Why the hell would a fox be at the morgue?"

"I don't know, but it can't be a coincidence. Do you think it has anything to do with .. y'know?" Sam asked hesitantly, not wanting to say Naruto's name around Dean.

Dean growled, "It better not."

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Dean was flirting with the hot nurse while he was waiting for Sam to finish interrogating the toothless man. He glanced back at the room, when a red ball caught his attention. It was the fox again, but this time, it was glaring at him. He looked up when Sam cleared his throat, announcing his presence, and when Dean looked back, the fox was gone again.

"What's up with Toothless? Cavity Creeps get a hold of him?" Dean joked.

"Yeah, close. He wrote up a description: 5'10", 350 pounds…wings and a tutu. Said it was the tooth fairy."

"So, he's obviously whacked out on painkillers."

"Maybe. Whatever it was got past locked doors and windows without triggering the alarm."

"Come on, the tooth fairy?"

"And it left 32 quarters underneath his pillow. One for each tooth."

Dean nodded, sighing. " Well, I will see your crazy, and raise you some. There's a couple of kids upstairs with stomach ulcers, say they got it from mixing Pop Rocks and Coke. Another guy," here Dean paused, "his face froze that way."

Sam looked at him in confusion, "What way?"
Dean looked around the hallway, then pulled his cheeks back, and crossed his eyes. He held that face for a moment, before letting it go.

"He held it too long, and it stuck. They're flying in a plastic surgeon." Dean said, massaging his cheeks.

"So, I mean, if you add all that up," Sam thought for a moment, then gave up, "I got nothing." He moved around Dean to walk down the hallway.

"You know, I thought Sea-Monkeys were real. Like in the ads. Like the Sea-Monkey wife cooks the pot roast for the Sea-Monkey husband, and the Sea-Monkey kids play with the dog in a Sea-Monkey castle. Real. I mean, I was six, but I believed it."

"Okay," Sam looked at Dean like he was insane.

"The point is, maybe that's the connection. The tooth fairy, the Pop Rocks and Coke, the joy buzzer that shocks you, they're all lies that kids believe."

Sam contemplated this. "And now they're coming true. Okay, so whatever's doing this is reshaping reality. It has the power of a trickster or … a god."

"Yeah, and the sense of humor of a 9-year-old."

Sam looked at Dean, "Or you," then smirked and walked away.

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Sam walked into their motel room, looking at the map in his hand. He looked up to see Dean eating a ham sandwich.

"Dude, seriously? Still with the ham?"

"We don't have a fridge." Dean argued.

"Well, I found something. Here," Sam said, showing Dean the map. "Tooth fairy attack was here, Pop Rocks and Coke here, itching powder, face freeze, and joy buzzer. All located within a two-mile radius." Sam pointed to all the locations where the strange occurrences happened.

"And what's the A-bomb in the center?"

"Four acres of farmland and a house."

"All right, give me 5 minutes. We'll go check out that house."

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The brothers walked up the steps to the lone house. Sam opened the screen door, bending down to pick the lock, when the door was suddenly opened. It revealed a young boy, around 10, looking at them suspiciously.

"Can I help you?" he questioned.

"Hi. What's your name?" Sam asked, embarrassed at being caught.

"Who wants to know?"

"The, ahem, FBI," Dean answered, taking out his fake badge, Sam doing the same.

"Let me see that," the kid grabbed Dean's ID, looking at it closely. "So, what, you guys don't knock?" he said, handing the ID back.

"Heh. Are your parents home?"

"They work, but my sitter's here."

"Well, you mind if we ask your sitter a few questions? Maybe take a look around the house?"

The boy looked at them for a while, before letting them in.

They could hear music playing, and smell food being made as they walked down the hallway. The boy led them to the kitchen, where the sounds and smells were coming from.

Sam and Dean stopped in shock at the sight that greeted them in the kitchen. There was a teen, with blonde hair in a high ponytail, falling to mid-back. He was wearing tight shorts, and a red tank top, dancing to the music that was playing, holding a spatula like a microphone, singing along. They watched for a moment, as the last person they had expected to be there, swayed enticingly to the music, scooping eggs out of a pan, into a plate. He froze suddenly, turning his nose to the air, as if he was sniffing, then he whirled to face them, eyes wide in astonishment. His whole face flushed, from tip of his cheeks down to his neck, when he realized his show had been seen.

"Naruto?"

Raven: Moment of anticipation. Just to let people know, I'm planning a Gabriel/Gaara pairing. Just a warning, if you don't like it.