Disclaimer: all I want for Christmas is Sammy! Does that tell you anything?
Sam Winchester awoke to the sound of a motorcycle pulling out of the motel parking lot. Sighing inwardly, he rolled onto his other side and discovered two things. One, it was nine and two, dean wasn't there.
Rolling onto his back, a third fact came to light: Sam's nails had been painted hot pink. He slipped on of bed and into the bathroom to see the rest of the damage (because he knew there would be).
He stared into the mirror. He had blue eye shadow, red lipstick, and pink blush on his face, all badly applied. Oh and did he mention his hair, like his nails, were hot pink. As he looked at the hideous makeover he has been given while he was asleep, only one thought ran through his head: dean is so dead!