> My Little Supernatural: Devil's Traps are Magic
>  by Simon S Borderline
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> Chapter 1. It Begins...
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“Just trust me.” Sam said as he and Dean looked over the town below.
“Of all the places we could've ended up, this is where Castiel thinks we're safest?” Dean looked down at the sickly girly town covered with hearts, pink paint, flowers, and all that froo-froo childish crap that gave him nightmares when he was twelve. 
“Where else are we supposed to go?”
“Hell, I'll take my chances in the forest.”
“What about food?”
“Hey, I'm a horse ain't I?” Sam watched as his brother's ponified face bent down to the grass and bit off a few blades. He picked his head back up at stared blankly at his brother as he chewed. His pupils grew slightly as he continued to munch. “Hey, you know what? This is actually pretty good.” 
Sam grimaced.
“I mean it's no double cheese but...”Sam sighed and started walking toward the town. “Oh, come on. What, you wanted this patch?”
Dean smiled and trotted after his brother. Half way down the hill though he tripped over his own feet and slammed into his brother. Sam barely got a word out of his mouth before he too was rolling end over end in a curled up in a ball with his brother. The world kept spinning until they rolled off some animal den and hit the ground hard. 
“Oof” Sam had the wind knocked out of him as Dean landed on top of him. Dean didn't feel so hot either with mouthful of dirt, and that annoying high pitch giggling wasn't helping him feel better either.
“Da wavent fummy.” Dean spat out the dirt as he saw the embodiment of the pony town. A pink blue eyed pony, with poofy pink hair, and smile from ear to ear. He shivered at the sight of her.
“Oh dear, Pinky Pie, you simply mustn't laugh at these two poor colts. Are you two alright?”
Dean stood up and cracked his back. “Yeah, peachy.”
Sam also got his feet and allowed the white, purple maned unicorn to help brush him off. “I'm fine thanks.”
“Oh, my just what we're you two thinking frolicking about like little foals anyway? You're not as young as you used to be you know?”
“What's that supposed mean?” Dean asked slightly offended. Rarity withdrew almost immediately.
“Oh, my, excuse me. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Rarity, and these two are my friends Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash.”
“Hi.”
“Hey, how you doin'?
“And you two are?”
Sam and Dean perked up, for as many times that they had pretended to be someone else it was almost never on the spot, and never with made up pony names. They looked at each other fumbling over their words as they tried to communicate telepathically, trying for the best solution at this point.
“I...well he, I mean umm.....”
“He's, yeah...and I'm....uh....” 
After an awkward moment and a questionable look or two from the ponies in front of them Dean finally took the wheel and went with his gut.
“I'm, Chevy Impala.” He smiled nervously and was relieved when the ponies accepted his name with a smile. He continued as he motioned to his grinning brother. “And this is my brother, Doodles.” 
Sam's smile wiped away and was replaced with a look of disbelief. He tried to correct him but the pink pony started hopping up and down at the mention of his name.
“Oh, boy. Doodles I really liked that name. Nice to meet you Chevy Impala and Doodles.” Sam accepted his grim fate with a poker face and let his brother have this one. But the tables changed as Rainbow Dash chuckled. 
“What's so funny?” Dean asked with a half humorous smile.
“Your name.” She said.
“What?”
“Yeah, what kind of name is Chevy Em-paa-lah? Sounds like a clown's name.” She put her hoof to her mouth as Rarity shot her a dirty look.
“Oh, yeah? Well what kind of name is Rainbow Dash? Sounds like a spice in my grandmother's kitchen.”
“Hey.” Rainbow stopped laughing and grimaced at Dean, and he just returned the look as Pinkie laughed at his joke.
“Now, now Rainbow Dash. I'm quite fond of foreign names. I trust you two are traveler's?
Sam answered. “Yes, how did you know?”
“Honestly?” 
“Oh, yeah I guess that was pretty easy to figure out.” He shared a smile with Rarity as he nudged his brother's shoulder to break his staring contest with Dash. “Uh, listen, us being traveler's and all do you think maybe you could point us in the way of a hotel or...”
“Ooh, there's an Inn close to Sugarcube Corner.” Pinkie interjected.
Dean asked with disgust. “That's the name of the street?”
“No, silly. That's the cake shop where I live and work.”
Dean breathed in deeply and rolled his eyes to his brother, who understood his grief and took control.
“Could you, please, show us the way? We're very tired from, you know, traveling.” Sam's eyes grew large at the word traveling. If only these ponies knew.
“Oh, of course we were just on our to town anyway. Just stay with us and we will show you all over Ponyville.”
As soon as the ponies turned around Dean breathed out and quietly said. “Oh, God.”
“Dean just play along. We can sort this all out when we get to our rooms.” Sam whispered.
“Did you hear her? She said Ponyville, I can't take this Sam.”
“Listen we need to stick together until Cas comes back for us, and I'm going into town.”
Up ahead Rainbow Dash noticed the two brothers weren't with them so she floated up into the air and hovered as she called to them. “Hey guys, are you coming or what?
They both looked up at her and Dean whispered again. “They can fly Sam, they can fly.”
“Damn it Dean. Yeah! Right behind you.” Sam trotted away and left Dean behind. Hanging his head as low as he could Dean reluctantly walked forward. Of all the trips, and mind-bending experiences he had in his life this was definitely the worst. Dean silently swore to himself, the next time he saw Castiel, he was going punch him square in his jaw. Even if he broke all the bones in his hand in the process.
“Just wait til you meet the rest of our friends. Twilight's a unicorn librarian, and Fluttershy works with cute little animals, and Applejack...” The high pitch voice bore into his skull.
“Every bone Castiel, even if I break every bone.”