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TFWxtoddler!reader

Imagine... Being on a hunt with TFW and a witch turns you into a toddler.
You were on a case in a local warehouse with the boys. The four of you were looking for a witch that had been cursing people left and right. After finding the warehouse, you decided to go in first, because they were being slow and you wanted to get the hunt over with. You quickly found he witch, but before you could do anything, she cast a spell that made you very tired, so you went back to the impala and told the boys you were going to take a nap in the backseat. They nodded, and went in to find the witch, who had hid as soon as you left. The boys came back out, because they couldn't find her, and started driving to the bunker. You kept sleeping, because they had forgot that you were back there.
(Time skip brought to you by Sam's lost shoe! Let's hope he finds it in season 11!)
A few hours later, you woke up, and everything seemed normal. You got out of the Impala, and started to go inside. You went through the garage, and made your way toward your room. "Guys, I'm gonna get some sleep, okay?" You yelled, hoping they would hear you, but the voice that came out wasn't yours. It was squeaky. You thought to yourself, "since when did my voice get squeaky?" So you went to your room and looked in the mirror. You saw your reflection, and screamed. Sam and Dean came running, and found you in your room, screaming. You looked like you couldn't be older than 3 years old. Dean looked at you, and picked you up. "Y/n? Is that you?" You nodded. "How did this happen?" You looked down. "Witch. Spell. Can you find a way for me to be normal again?" Dean smiled. "Yeah, but while we're looking, we need to find some clothes that will fit you." You looked down, to see yourself in your ACDC shirt, which was now a dress, and was sliding off your shoulders. Looking back up, you see Dean come back with a small blue sundress and some toddler underwear. "These should work just until you're back to normal again. Now get changed." You pushed the boys out of your room and put on the dress and underwear.
(Time skip brought to you by Gabriel! "Hells yeah! I'm back bitches!")
You came out of your room a few minutes later. "Tank you Dean!" You rolled your eyes at the way you were talking. Dean picked you up and held you. "You look so adorable, y/n. I could get used to you being little like this." You held up your little hand and punched Dean in the arm. "I don't like it Dean. It's not fun being wittle. See? I can't say anything right!" Dean laughed. "How old are you supposed to be anyway?" You frowned. "I'm twee. Put me down." Dean grinned. "Okie dokie, you big three year old." You put your hands on your hips. "Just go find a way to fix this, m'kay?" Dean sighed. "Okay. Just stay inside the bunker." You nodded and went to the kitchen to get food. You opened up the fridge and reached for the milk and the frozen waffles, but you couldn't reach. "Sammy! Can you help me get waffles and milk? I can't weach them." Sam laughed as he grabbed them and set them up for you. You ate a waffle and yawned. "Sammy, I tired..." You started to fall asleep in the chair, so Sam picked you up, and carried you to the couch. You woke up a few hours later, cold and naked on the couch. "Sam! Dean! I'm back!" You yelled, running to your room to change into some clothes that would actually fit you, since you were back to normal again.