Is what's happening only in Sam's head or is it on his head?

Author's note: Sorry for the delay in getting up the latest chapter. Here is chapter 4 of the crackfest! Hope you enjoy. Thanks go out to Dreadedfemale for the recipe to get rid of head lice. It is greatly appreciated.

The Case of the Ghostly Head Lice – Chapter 4

Sam's cell phone rings just as the boys get back to the hotel room.

"Hello?"

"Sam, its Bobby."

"Hey Bobby, so please tell me you have some news."

"Well, there wasn't a lick of information on Ghostly Head Lice. The only thing I could suggest is you try to get rid of them the old fashioned way – with Rid or you could try a homeopathic remedy such as lavender, eucalyptus, rosemary, peppermint and tea tree essential oils. They have been known to help get rid of lice and stop reinfestation. That is about all I was able to dig up."

"Thanks for trying Bobby, I just might give your little recipe a try and see if it helps. Lord knows it couldn't really hurt. Talk with you later Bobby."

"Goodbye Sam."

"So, what did Bobbarino say Sammy?"

"It's Sam and he basically gave me a homeopathic recipe to get rid of lice. He thinks I have a ghostly variety of them."

"Ghostly Head Lice, only you Sam would be lucky enough to contract such a strange illness. Have you been playing with any little spooks at the day care that might have shared them with you?" Dean laughs. "You remember what Dad and I always told you, never play with strange ghosts, you don't know where they have been and what they could have."

"Ha, ha, very funny Dean, this is serious and I need to get rid of them. I don't know how much more I can take of this lice worshipping and questioning. I wonder if this is what God feels like?"

"Oh, don't tell me you are getting a God complex on top of everything else? You are losing it, aren't you? Do I need to tie you up, throw you in the Impala, and haul tail to the nearest looney bin? Maybe they have a cure for Ghostly Head Lice and I bet it involves electro-shock therapy."

"Don't joke about taking me to a looney bin. At least I hope you are joking?"

"Well, Sam, I guess your behavior and time will tell if I am joking or not. It is awfully hard to believe you are hearing voices from Ghostly Head Lice. You've always been a little off. Remember the time you had that imaginary friend that hated Dad. What in the world was that about? What 5 year old has an imaginary friend that hates a family member?"

"I remember Alex and lots of kids have imaginary friends, especially ones that don't have a stable home life."

"Oh, don't bring that shit up again. Our lives were fine growing up. You just had to be a whiney little brat, that's all."

"I don't want to get into an argument with you over something that happened over 20 years ago. It was in the past, it should stay there."

"Whatever. So, what do you need to perform this ritual Bobby suggested?"

"Um, lavender, eucalyptus, rosemary, peppermint and tea tree essential oils. I will need to mix everything together and wash my hair in it. I think most of those can be found in a bath store. Let's head to the large mall we passed on the way into town, hopefully they have a Bath and Body Works or some such store that carries most of these items."

"Okay, but you can't be having conversations out in public with Glimey. People besides me will think you are weird."

"I told you before, it's Garknar, and I get what you are saying. I'll keep the conversations to a minimum."

"Let's roll."

SPN

Sam and Dean hit the mall and are in luck with finding a bath store. They head in and begin to gather the ingredients for the recipe. They are down to the last one, tea tree essential oils and are unable to find it. After a brief talk with a store clerk, it is discovered that the store is currently out of the item but is expecting a shipment the next day. Sam and Dean thank the clerk, pay for the other items and leave the store.

"I see a pretzel stand and a cookie kiosk that are calling my name. Oh, and fresh squeezed lemonade would be awfully good right now."

"Dean, it's 10:30 am we just had breakfast a couple of hours ago, you couldn't possibly be hungry already."

"Dude, I can eat any time of the day or night. Let's head to the pretzel shop." Dean comments while changing directions to charge straight towards the pretzel shop with Sam reluctantly trailing behind him.

Dean gets a big salty pretzel and a little cup of mustard and then heads to the lemonade stand to get the biggest frozen lemonade that Sam has ever seen, before heading to a table in the middle of the mall to sit and enjoy his mid-morning snack.

"I cannot believe you are eating again already. And with that much sugar, you are going to crash so hard this afternoon, you will be totally worthless for the rest of the day."

"Yeah, well so what, what do we have to do today other than sit around and wait for tomorrow to get your blasted tea tree oil, to wash your girly hair in, to get rid of your Ghostly Head Lice?"

"Point taken."

"That's all your going to say?"

"Yeah."

"I just expected more of a fight from you, that's all."

"There is nothing to fight about, your right."

"What? I think I need to clean my ears out, I know I didn't just hear you say that I was right?"

"You heard me just fine."

"Wow, either you are mellowing in your advancing age or those little buggers are messing with your head."

"I just don't want to argue about something stupid that is basically a true fact. We have nothing but waiting to do. Kind of like other times on other cases, we do the research and then we wait for the right time. That is exactly what I see us doing this time."

"Wow, that is mighty adult of you to admit. I was preparing myself for either the puppy dog eyes of doom or bitchface number 47." Dean laughs.

"So you do have weird little names for the looks I give you. I always wondered that."

"Well, now you know. Man this pretzel is tasty and this frozen lemonade is going to give me brain freeze."

"How would that be different from any other time for you? Isn't your brain frozen most of the time anyway?" Sam shoots off a sarcastic remark.

"Oh har-de-har Sammy. I think your little friends have bestowed a sense of humor on you. It's about time you found your funny bone. I am tired of carrying this act. You don't know how hard it is to always be on and be the funny one. It can be exhausting sometimes. It's about time you picked up some slack."

"Whatever, jerk."

"Bitch."

SPN

Later that afternoon the boys are lounging around in their hotel room when Sam is shaken from his day dreaming by a voice.

Hello Sam.

"Hello Garknar. What can I do for you?"

"Oh, hey, is your weird little ghost friend talking to you?"

Just wanted to know what you were doing, it has been quiet for a while and I wanted to make sure everything is alright.

"Yes Dean, I am talking to Garknar."

Oh, please send your brother my regards.

"Garknar sends you his regards."

"Really, he knows about me? That is rather cool. What else is going on with the little ghost?"

"Dean says hello back and wants to know what is going on with you."

Oh, how wonderful that the 2 of you want to talk to me. I feel so special and blessed. Please tell him it is marvelous talking to him and ask how he is doing?

"Garknar is happy we are talking to him and wants to know how you are doing?"

"Tell him I am just fine, a little peckish but fine just the same. Ask how he is doing?"

"Garknar, Dean wants to know how you are doing? And don't even tell me you are still hungry Dean. We just had lunch a couple of hours ago and it was your 3rd meal for the day already."

Oh, how wonderful that you both care so much for me. I feel so incredibly special. Please tell him that I am currently tending to the crops and the weather is rather nice. Not too hot or too cold.

"He says to tell you he is tending to the crops and that the weather is nice, not too hot or too cold."

"Well, I would assume the weather is based on the air temperature of the room, it is rather balmy in here now. What kind of crops is he tending?"

"Garknar, what kind of crops are you tending?"

Beets, cabbage, carrots, potatoes, corn, spinach and others. We have a bountiful harvest in the works for this season.

"He said beets, cabbage, carrots, potatoes, corn, spinach and others. They are expecting a good harvest this season."

"Wow, who knew that cranium of yours was good for food too and not just research." Dean laughed.

"Funny, but not so much." Sam rebuttes.

What is funny Sam?

"My brother is being a jerk, that is all."

"Who you calling a jerk you little bitch?"

"A bitch who is taller than you shorty."

"Who you calling shorty you Sasquatch?"

SPN

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