Dean regretted coming here, it smelled like animals and wet hay. He didn't even have a snack to make up for the fact that it was past noon and he hadn't eaten all day.

An alpaca snorted at him, Dean hoped that the thing would be made into hamburgers, but that seemed unlikely since this was a fiber festival. Seriously, the freaking thing was called a fiber festival, there was no way Dean was going to have a fun time here.

Sam had abandoned him to see a man sheer a sheep, Cas was visiting the stalls for more yarn. The guy had a stash that would fit in the trunk of the impala and he still wanted more. Dean couldn't begrudge him it though; Cas had spent his whole life without possessions, so what if he wanted a few of them now.

Dean still didn't know why he had to come along for this though.

"Please," Cas had asked.

"It'll be fresh air," Sam had wheedled.

"I'll get you fried flat bread." Cas refused to call them elephant ears because "They don't even look elephant ears, Dean."

Finally though, Dean had agreed to come. If only to stop the combined whining of Sam and Cas.

Dean leaned heavily against the fence holding the large animal and waited for either Sam or Cas notice he wasn't with them. It would take at least an hour for Cas, he would be to distracted by all the stalls to notice anything else. Dean estimated twenty minutes for Sam, unless someone started talking to him. Which, Dean guessed was likely, seeing as he would ask questions about how they made the wool into useable yarn.

Nudge, nudge. The alpaca was bumping its nose against Dean's shoulder. Dean glared at the offending animal, why couldn't it have left him alone in his funk? Okay, he wouldn't admit it to anyone, but the fuzzy thing was kinda cute. He ran his fingers through the soft coating of fur on its neck.

"A little to the left," it said. Aw hell.

It had taken Dean fifteen minutes to round Cas and Sam up. Ten minutes to explain the situation, and another five to convince the damn thing to talk again.

"Hiya fellas," it said, its voice was deeper than one might think an alpacas might be. Dean pointed at it in victory.

"See, I told you I wasn't crazy!"

"That remains to be seen." Castiel said as he approached the animal. "What were you?" He asked it.

"I used to be a cashier, now I'm a llama."

"Alpaca," both Sam and Castiel correct. It rolled its eyes, "Whatever. Anyways, I was a cashier in Indiana. I was at a different fiber festival there when this happened."

They listened to the alpaca's story as it unfolded. Apparently it had entered the animal barn when something had hit it in the back of the head. When it had woken up it had been a four legged fuzzy animal.

"So, you got Kuzco'd," Dean joked. If alpacas could glare, this one would have.

"I don't think I-'' Castiel began before Sam cut him off. "I'll explain it to you later. Do you have a name?"

"Gerry, do you think this is permanent?" It-Gerry, asked, fear tinged his tone. Dean and Sam shared a look, than looked around the area. Not too many people were around, but the few who were there would definitely notice if three men kept talking to an animal in public.

"We don't know, but we'll try and fix it for you," Sam hedged. He already had a few theories on what it could be. Witches were the first on the list, cursed object the next. But first, they needed to get Gerry out of there.

"Dean, cause a distraction," Sam said.

"What? We doing this?" Dean turned around and looked at the small crowd of people.

"The festival ends tonight, meaning that this evening the people who have Gerry are gonna pack him up and take him away." Sam explained to Dean, Gerry opened his mouth a few times before closing it.

Cas had spent the entire time staring at Gerry's face. "Her, Sam, Gerry is a her." Sam's head snapped to Castiel's.

"What?"

"I believe that Gerry is a nickname of some sort, am I correct?" Castiel shot the question at Gerry.

"It's short for Geraldine, are you guys going to get me out or not?" She asked irritably.

"Dean?" Sam asked.

"On it," Dean shot over his shoulder as he headed towards the sheep pen.

One well-placed kick had the pen fence falling, and the sheep were now milling about the people in the barn. Some sheep were beginning to panic. That only helped with the distraction, Sam and Castiel had gotten Gerry away to the parking lot.

Dean met up with them there when he realized there was a slight problem. They had taken the impala, there was no way he was letting some alpaca into his car. Cursed or not, he was going to put his foot down and stop this.

"Dean, come on. You have to realize you're being a tad bit ridiculous." Sam held onto Gerry's harness, something she did not seem to approve of.

"What if she pees on the seats Sam, I am not going to reupholster baby just because some bewitched animal can't control her bladder!" Dean pointed at Gerry. Castiel grabbed the finger and pulled, twisting it around until Dean turned to him. Tears were not in his eyes. It freaking hurt, okay!

"Dean, you are going to let this poor girl into your car." Dean opened his mouth to protest, but stopped when Cas tugged sharply at the finger he still held. "You are not going to say anything else on the subject until we have reached the bunker. Is that understood?" Dean nodded. "Good, now help me get her inside before someone notices there is a missing animal."

Cas sat in the back with her, Gerry was on top of him a little. It was uncomfortable for everyone involved, and it was a silent agreement that no one would mention this car ride to anyone. Ever.

Three hours, three hours of driving slowly down barely used back roads, because someone might see the freaking alpaca in the backseat.

Dean had never been so happy to see the bunker. How a hole in the ground could look like heaven he had no idea, but he was grateful for it all the same.

"Oh my God, you have a Bat-cave!" Gerry said when they let her in. Eyes wide she took it all in.

"Dean calls it that as well," Castiel told her with a small smile.

Dean and Gerry glared at each other, when all this was done Dean hoped she would get back to Indiana quickly. Sam rubbed his hands together, turning to Dean and Castiel he said "All right, let's do some research."

"Are you guys like the Scooby gang?" Gerry had her legs tucked underneath her, sitting in the middle of the library as Dean, Sam, and Castiel were gathered around a table, with papers spread out before them.

"No, we're much cooler." Dean told her, not bothering to look up at her.

"I got it!" Sam said excitedly, turning around he held a book in his hands. "Did you drink anything before you got knocked out?"

"Yeah, I had a cup of coffee," Gerry said slowly.

Sam turned to Cas. "Do you know if we have a cauldron?"

Twelve hours of searching through the bunker and they had the counter curse. Sam held a ladle before Gerry's nose, she sniffed at it tentatively.

"Are you sure this will fix it?" She asked carefully.

"Nope," Dean said happily. "But you can always stay this way forever." Gerry gulped before she drank the potion.

There was no fanfare, no crazy painful looking shift from alpaca to human, just a shift of light and there she was.

Gerry was a woman in her early twenties, her brown hair was pulled up in a ponytail, and she was wearing what she must have worn when she was turned.

She examined her hands, a smile spread over her face.

"Oh my God, thank you so much!" She hugged Castiel. He patted her back awkwardly until she let him go.

She stayed with them for one more day, to make sure that the spell was truly off her. Sam said that it probably wasn't meant for her, it was most likely just a harmless spell that someone had meant for their friend. He didn't tell her that he and Dean planned to set out and find the caster.

They took her to town and left her with enough bus fair to get back home. She waved goodbye to them, in a much better mood now that she had opposable thumbs.

They watched the bus roll away from the stop. Dean bumped his shoulder against Castiel's.

"Can we never go to another fiber fair again?" He asked, still watching the bus.

"I think it would be best to avoid them in the future." Cas agreed.

A/N

So, after the new episode I might have been in need of a stupid little thing to make everything better.. So this popped out. I offer this chapter of nonsense as a consolation for all the hubbub.

Peace.