Body Swap

Side Effects of Freaky Friday

"How's the hunting life?" Sam asked while he positioned himself behind the kitchen bench.

"Not so great. I guess I thought it would be more... magical," Charlie complained as she squished her butt into the hard seat and leant her arms against the table.

"This life is anything but magical. This way of living isn't something you choose," Dean said as he walked through the doorway.

"What's up with the ponytail," Charlie chuckled.

"It was getting in the way," Dean said as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear.

"Dude. Seriously, just take it out. You look ridiculous," Sam complained through gritted teeth.

"You should be thanking me. I was THIS close to chopping It all off," Dean demonstrated with his fingers.

"If you cut my hair just remember I'm in your body too. I can do much worse," Sam stared intensely at Dean.

"Ah Dean, did you just say 'my' hair?" Charlie said as she creased her eyebrows.

"Um. Yeah, there's something we may need to tell you," Sam spoke through pressed lips.

"If you guys watched season 7 of the Arrow without me," Charlie pointed firmly at the short haired prince behind the kitchen bench.

"You were away for a year I couldn't wait that long," Dean wined apologetically as he took a few more steps through the doorway and entered the kitchen.

"Wow Sam, I expected that from Dean but not you," Charlie rolled her eyes.

"I know it's a little messed up, but I AM Dean," Dean spoke desperately.

"Yeah, and I'm Castiel," Chalie said sarcastically.

"No, You're Charlie," Castiel said as he walked uncomfortably through the doorway.

"This isn't a joke," Sam said as he slammed his calloused hands onto the bench.

"I'm confused," Castiel crossed his arms as Dean rolled his eyes to the back of his head.

"Cas, why don't you go check up on Jack," Dean said with an irritable tone as he turned Cas around and directed him back towards the doorway.

"I'm sure he's fine," Castiel struggled against Dean's grip as he felt the warmth radiating from his large hands.

Dean could feel Castiel's firm muscles underneath his trench coat and slid his hands down his arms unintentionally as he walked slowly and carefully behind Cas.

Dean regretfully let go of Cas as he reached the doorway and let him continue down the hallway alone.

"That's what we've been trying to tell you," Dean walked in and heard Sam mid-sentence.

"Wait so you're actually Sam," Charlie observed Dean's lean but obviously unhealthy body.

"Yes," Sam answered.

"This is so cool!" Charlie bounced in her seat as Dean and Sam stared at her curiously.

"What? Have you seriously not thought about what you could do and who you can fool while in each-other's bodies? Come on! Live a little!" Charlie said with excited body language.

"Don't tell me you haven't at least thought about messing with each-other a little," Charlie raised an eyebrow as Dean and Sam looked at each-other with a disturbed but slightly mischievous expression.

"Like what?" Dean asked curiously.

"Dean. Come on," Sam shook his head.

"Well we might as well turn this Freaky Friday experience into something fun," Dean chuckled.

"Dean. What have you always wanted to do to Sam but wasn't able to?" Charlie squinted as she waited for an answer.

"Wow, my mind just went to a place I did not want it to," Dean attempted to shake off the disturbing images in his head as the elastic band snapped and released his brown locks of hair.

"You know what, just give me 5 minutes with some clippers and all this will be gone," Dean gestured to his head in annoyance.

Sam rolled his eyes and walked over to the table Charlie was sitting at with a stale, microwave heated burger and a beer.

"Since when did you start eating burgers Sam? I thought you refused to eat anything but rabbit food," Dean crossed his arms curiously and cheekily.

Sam froze as lettuce dangled off his lip after he took a big chunk out of the burger.

"I dunno. Maybe food cravings are a side effect of portal travelling or magic using or whatever," Sam took another giant chunk out of the burger.

"Sam, are you feeling alright? You're not exactly acting like yourself?" Charlie asked with a concerned tone.

"Yeah I'm fine," Sam replied with a mouth full of chunks of lettuce and meat.

Are you sure? Cause you're kinda acting like Dean," Charlie commented worryingly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean looked at Charlie with a hurt expression.

"Don't take it personally," Charlie informed Dean.

Suddenly the sound of approaching footsteps became louder and more prominent. It sounded heavy and formal, so they automatically ruled out Jack as being the inflictor.

A man in a trench coat appeared in the doorway as he made his way carefully down the three steps which lead into the kitchen.

"He's sleeping," Castiel grunted as he glanced from Dean to Sam.

Dean began to feel lightheaded as his heart skipped a beat at the sound of Castiel's voice. He found himself not being able to stop staring at Cas's gentle facial features and beautiful blue eyes as he drifted off in thought.

He suddenly noticed that Cas hid under so many layers of clothing and had a slight urge to rip them off one by one as it revealed his incredible and unique complexion.

At that moment, Dean heard a chuckle from a few metres away as he was broken from his reverie.

An awkward and uncomfortable sensation overwhelmed him as he noticed that everyone's gazes were on him.

"What? Did someone say something?" Dean asked as his cheeks shone a bright red.

"Ah, you were staring at Cas for quite a while Dean. Is there something you'd maybe like to tell us," Charlie interrogated him sincerely and carefully as Dean stood there frozen and speechless.