Title: You Say "Spell", I Say "Life Lesson"

Author: PlatinumRoseLady

Disclaimer: Don't own Sam or Dean or Bobby. Now ask how that makes me feel. I dare you.

Drabble Word: "Twitch"

Word Count: 300 words. I got rambling, and this is what happened.

Spoiler Alert: None. Inspiration came from Onyx Moonbeam's remark in this week's E/O Challenge e-mail about wanting to see some Happy Sam and Dean. *grins evilly* You didn't say how happy or why, so I took it upon myself.

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Bobby leaned against the Impala, a bemused look on his face. "How long's he been like this, Dean?"

"Since last night."

"I'm assuming there's a reason-"

"Said the wrong thing to a witch."

"Ah. That'd do it…"

"I-I'm r-right here, you kn-know. I ca-an h-hear you…" Curled up on Baby's backseat, tears poured down Sam's face as the curse took hold again. "Dean, I-I c-can't…" His long frame shook as he howled, clutching his stomach as wave after wave struck him, leaving him twitching and barely coherent.

"Can you fix this, Bobby?" Dean asked. "I'm not sure how much more he can take… and I'm not sure how much more I can take."

"Well, ain't you a font of sympathy. Let's get him inside," Bobby said, opening the door and reaching for Sam. "C'mon, son, let's –" Bobby's voice trailed off as Sam shrank back from his touch, shaking his head wildly, hazel eyes wide with panic. His long brown hair whipped back and forth as he screeched "N-no! Ple-please, Bobby, d-don't! It'll g-get w-worse!"

Bobby pulled back looked at Dean over the top of the car. "Poor kid."

Dean sighed. "Yeah, I know. But you've gotta admit, there's something really wrong about somebody the size of Sasquatch here giggling like he is."

"I-I'm not gi-giggling, I'm l-laughing, and I c-can't help it!" Sam's voice sounded annoyed, even though there was a huge smile on his face. "It tickles! T-the car s-seat, a-anyone touching me, my own cl-clothes, everything!" The last word was said in a plaintive wail as the younger Winchester continued to chuckle. He exited the Impala under his own (rapidly fading) strength, and propped himself up against the door. "How w-was I s-supposed to k-know she'd t-take 'Don't make me laugh' a-as a ch-challenge?"

Bobby sighed.

"Idjit."