SSSS CHAPTER 5!

Dean entered the room first, with the dog following him. After closing the door, he turned around to face Sam and Alex. He saw Alex sitting up with her eyes wide open and her jaw dropped.

Seeing the look on her face made Dean a little concerned. "Alex?"
At the sound of her name, the dog bolted for the bed, causing Dean to loose his grip on the leash. Dean dropped the bags on the floor and dove on the bed to catch the dog. Snoopy had jumped out of the way and onto the other bed. He walked up to the nightstand, and started wagging his tail when he saw Alex.

Sam held onto Alex, comforting her through her panic. He didn't want to startle the dog, by making any sudden movements.

The dog didn't notice Dean sneaking up behind him, as he tried getting closer to Alex. Dean took the opportunity to jump on top of the dog and pin him down.

Dean looked up at Alex, who was about a foot away from him. Although to her it felt like fifteen to twenty feet. "Good morning, Alex." He struggled to hold down the dog and grunted, "Excuse me. I have to lock some one up in the bathroom." Dean picked up the dog and took it into the bathroom. When he walked out, he noticed Sam trying to calm Alex down. He decided it would be best for him to give them some space, while Alex took it all in.

Dean picked up his cup and started to drink more of his coffee. After a few refreshing warms gulps, he walked over to the door, where he dropped the bags. Bending down, he picked up the bags and then brought them over to the table. He sat down and started to take stuff out. First he pulled out a small cage for the Impala, then food for the pets, and left a few other items in the other bag. He started to feed the dog, but waited to feed the Impala (That's something he thought he would never have to do.), because it was in the drawer under Sam and Alex.

"Alex?" Sam asked.

No Answer.

He tried again, but still doesn't get a response.

"Alex, why don't you get some rest." Sam suggested, trying to ease her back down, but she wouldn't move.

"I can't. This is just too freakin' weird, man. What the hell was in that pizza?" She said trying to reason with herself on possible answers.

Smiling at her comment, Sam says, "There was nothing wrong with the pizza."

Alex jerked her head towards Sam. "Oh really? Well somethings obviously wrong!"

Sam sighed and reassured her again, "Dean's gonna fix this."

"Yeah. Don't worry Alex. You'll be tall again. Well...not that tall. I mean, you were pretty short to begin with." Dean smirked to try and lighten up the mood.

Dean had gotten up when he heard Alex yell. He picked up some food for them and one of the bags, and started to walk over to them.

Seeing Dean coming towards her, Alex let out a yelp, so he stopped moving. She didn't make any more noises, so he took a few more steps.
She yelped again, so he stopped again.

"You sound like you have hiccups." Sam told her.

"I can't help it." Alex said, talking fast. It was something that she did when she was nervous.

Sam looked at her confused. "And who do you know that can control their hiccups?"

Still talking fast, Alex says, "Shut up."

"Alex. Just calm down, alright? It's just me, Dean. Remember me? I'm the one that pulled you out of your wrecked car and gave you the mini Impala for you birthday.

Alex didn't say anything, so Dean knelt down in front of them and placed a doughnut down on top of a napkin. Then he started going through the bag, and pulled out a dollhouse dinning set.

Sam grinned, seeing his older brother holding the toy in his hands. "You bought doll furniture?"

"Would you rather eat off the floor?"

"No." Sam said in honesty.

"Then shut up." Dean had prepared a comeback when he picked the stuff out, because he knew that Sam would give him a hard time about it.

Dean opened the package and set down a chair, table, plates and cups. He then carefully poured some coffee and orange juice in the cups, using a straw and letting it slowly drip in. Sam sat on the chair and started to talk to Dean about last night, while Alex was still sitting in the same spot.

"Do you remember anything strange that might have happened last night?" Dean asked as he took a bite of a doughnut.

Sam thought about it then remembered something. "After we got back from the store, I thought some one ran by us, but I didn't see anyone. Then we both started coughing and sneezing."

"Maybe it was the glitter. I don't remember you having it on in my car, because if you did I would have killed you. Do you have any idea how hard that stuff is to get out?" Dean turned to Alex, who still stayed silent.

"What would use glitter on its victims?" Sam asked, thinking it was a ridiculous idea.

"I can think of one thing, but it's on my bull cr*p list." Dean rolled his eyes at the thought.

"What? A fairy?" Sam laughed in disbelief at the notion.

"Yeah, but it can't be, because no one has any hard core evidence that they actually exist."

Sam sat at the table and started running different scenarios through his head. "Why don't we test the glitter on something, to see if it is the glitter that did this to us."

Dean looked around, then noticed that there was still some glitter in Alex's hair. He grabbed a tissue and handed it to Sam, who was confused at what he wanted.

"She still has glitter in her hair. Probably more than you, and I don't think she wants me touch her right now." Dean gave Alex a smile, to show her that he understood how she was feeling.

"Good idea."

Sam carefully wiped Alex's hair on the tissue and then handed it back to Dean. "What are you going to test it on?"

After looking around for something to test it on, Dean decided to put it on the laptop. He spread it all over the screen and key board, then waited for something to happen, but nothing did.

"Huh." Dean shrugged. "Oh well, now it matches your face."

"I can't believe you just did that!"

Dean raised his eyebrows at the threat in Sam's voice. "Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?"

Sam let it go and tried to get Alex to eat something. He carried a plate with a piece of doughnut on it and cup filled with orange juice over to her. She didn't say anything, but stare at Dean and slowly began to eat. Noticing that she wasn't saying anything and still staring, Dean said, "Come on. Am I really that freaky looking?"

"Now that you mention it..." Sam began to say as he stood up.

Dean brought up his hand and flicked Sam just enough to knock him over.

Caught by surprise, Sam went flying forward and smacked the top of the nightstand face first. He sat up and glared at Dean, while checking to see if his forehead was bleeding.

"Dude, can you stop knocking me over?" Sam said annoyed.

"Sorry, Mighty Mouse" Dean's smirk faded away, when he noticed that Alex was glaring at him with her arms crossed over her chest. "What?"

"If he's Mighty Mouse, than who am I?" Alex asked, annoyed by what was going on. "He's a over a foot taller than me!"

Dean smiled, because she was finally talking to him, then he explained, "That makes you Thumbelina."

Alex opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it and closed her mouth.

"You kinda brought that upon your self, Alex." Sam said, smiling that he wasn't the only one getting picked on. He shared Dean's amusement only to stop, because he was also being glared at by Alex.

"Sure, it's funny to you, because your so freaking tall!" Alex yelled at Sam from her spot on the table.

"I beg to differ." Dean chimed in with a smirk.