"Why don't you two watch TV while I go get us something to eat?" Dean had told Cas and Sam as he'd put on his leather jacket, ready to go out into the cold night.

He'd regretted his decision the moment he'd heard that horrible song coming out of his brother's mouth.


"Let it go, let it go," Sam sang and paused just as Dean froze outside his room, "la la la la la la la." Sam sang the rest of the song humming the tune to the now forgotten words.

What the hell?

Dean burst into Sam's room and Sam almost jumped up in shock, "What the hell, Dean?"

"That's what I'd like to ask you, genius!" Dean exclaimed, "What weird song are you singin'?"

"Oh," Sam seemed to be embarrassed to be caught in the act and scratched the back of his head, "it's just something Cas and I were watching on TV."

"Course it is," Dean muttered with a sigh, shaking his head as he walked out of Sam's room.


The next incident happened when Dean had gone into the bathroom to do his...ahem...daily business. He was just thinking about Cas in general and wondering what the angel was doing. He didn't know what happened next but he heard a fluttering of wings and the next thing he knew, the trench-coated angel was standing outside the bathroom singing the same damn song.

"Let it go! Leet it goooo!" Cas sang because for some reason, since he and Sam had watched that animated movie, he just couldn't get that song out of his head.

"Dammit Cas!" Dean grumbled as he emerged from the bathroom, "The hell is wrong with you people. First Sam sings this god awful song and now you."


The next time was during one of their prank wars. Dean couldn't even remember who had started it off or how exactly it had started off, he just knew that Sam had never let him hear the end of it.

He still hadn't forgiven Sam for it either and it had taken him a whole week of reminding himself of a good enough reason to not kill his brother, because after what Sam had done, Dean really had run out of reasons. Sam, having had enough sense, hadn't even dared to show his face to Dean for the first fourty-eight hours and had kept his distance even after that.

Dean had already played a wicked prank on Sam and was alert enough afterwards. He stayed on his heels the whole day, waiting for Sam's turn to pull the prank on him. So he was completely tired by night time, and completely oblivious to the fact that Sam had planned something very special for him.

He only heard soft whispers as he started to wake up the next morning.

"So what do you think Cas?" That was his brother, Sam's voice.

"I don't think we should be doing this, Sam. Dean will not be happy," Cas said and Dean could practically hear the frown in his voice.

"I know, man. Dean's gonna kill me but it's totally gonna be worth it," Sam said and Dean swore he saw a flash and then heard a click.

"He does look exactly like her, though," Cas said, just as Dean opened his eyes.

"The hell are you two doin' in my room?" Dean asked as both Cas and Sam froze.

"Hello Dean," Castiel greeted his friend, but Dean wasn't looking at him anymore. He was looking right past him, at a mirror.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean angrily exclaimed when he realised what Sam had done. The li'l bastard had put a blonde wig on him and taken pictures of it.

"Oh, come on Dean," Sam choked on his laughter managed to gasp out in between his breathes, "We just wanted to see how closely you resembled Elsa."

But Dean didn't hear what he was saying. He could only see red. "Sammy, I'm gonna kill you," he exclaimed just as Cas disappeared and Sam ran out of his room.

Dean sprinted after Sam, reminding himself to put deal with Cas after he was done with Sam.


So there he was right now-sitting down, getting ready to watch Frozen with both Sam and Cas sitting on opposite sides of him. He suspected, though that the reason for them both sitting so close to him had less to do with the fact that the bed was small and more because they wanted to make sure Dean didn't escape while watching the movie.

After the movie was over and Dean had teased both his brother and the angel plenty about the movie, he had to admit that the song was kind of catchy. So when he was getting a shower the next day, he couldn't help but hum that song under his breath.

Also, now that he thought about it, maybe when Sam was asleep at night Dean would pay him a visit and see just how closely he resembled Princess Anna.