It was the first time in years that Jules and I were alone. Well, I guess we weren't entirely alone since we had the triplets and Devin to contend with. Jules finally figured out how to properly care of children, so she tried to help me out with them whenever she could. I know that sounds kinda mean, but the last time she tried to help me it wound up in three babies with diaper rash, two people screaming at each other, and one disgruntled mother.
I walked out to the nursery and heard Jules singing to Benedetta. The poor child had developed colic, which wasn't entirely surprising since her father always had bowel problems. I would sit up with her for hours trying to soothe her poor tummy, but one night Jules told me to go to bed and started singing to her and she was asleep within a matter of minutes. I wished that I had a voice like Jules so I could sing to my children without them getting more upset than they already were.
"You know, you're actually not half bad a parenting." I whispered to Jules.
"I sing to them, they sleep. You're welcome." She replied.
Seeing that Jules had everything under control in the nursery, I walked out to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Since I couldn't cook anything edible to save my life, I grabbed a box of Rice Krispies and the bottle of milk and made myself a bowl of cereal. Somehow, I managed to even screw that up by dumping a giant puddle of milk all over the counter. I'd just gotten the milk cleaned up and cereal finished when I heard faint voices coming from the living room. Grabbing the gun and bottle of holy water Dean kept in a drawer, I quietly walked out to figure out who, or what, was in the my living room.
I stuck my gun out a little more as I neared the living room. Honestly, I was expecting more of those damn shifters that we've dealt with so much. What I wasn't expecting was a blonde guy that dressed like he was from about French Revolution era.
"Who the hell are you and why the fuck are you here?! I'll shoot!" I exclaimed, aiming the pistol directly at him.
"Woah, woah, woah! Don't shoot! We aren't bad people!" Blondie shouted, raising his hands up.
"We? All I see is you, asshole." I commented, "Reveal yourselves!"
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a guy completely dressed in black come out from around the corner.
"Greetings! We come in peace!" He said, holding his arms up like the blonde guy.
"'We come in peace'? What the hell are you, aliens?!" I retorted, unwilling to deal with any bullshit.
I walked up to them and splashed them with holy water and pressed a spoon to their arms.
"What was that for?!" The emo-looking dufus dressed in black demanded, "And what is the silver contraption in your hand?"
"It's called a pistol dumbass. Now, tell me what in hell you're doing here! Do you know know you're trespassing on private property?" I spat.
"Is that any way to talk to a prince?" He said, an appalled look appearing on his face.
"Christ, you have got to be kidding me." I said, rolling my eyes, "You're only a deranged creep who needs to be put away."
"Show some respect for the prince of Denmark!" The emo guy replied angrily.
"Jules! Get your short ass into this living room before I kick it there!" I shouted down the all.
"Kate? What's going on?" She said, running into the living room.
"Look in front of you and you tell me." I commented, as the two men turned every shade of red in the book.
"What you've never seen a woman like this?" Jules commented as she saw them turning pink.
"Uh..." Blondie stuttered.
"Don't 'uh' me! I want to know why you're here! If you're monsters, then you better skedaddle right now because I'll kick your sorry asses with assets!" Jules ranted, a dagger clenched in her hand, ready to beat the hell out of anyone she needed to.
"Jules, just calm down. They're clean, I checked. Let's just check out what in hell's going on before we attack." I reasoned, just trying to stop her from attacking.
"Blondie. Who are you?" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Why, I'm Sydney. Sydney Carton." He stuttered, I squinted at him.
"Wait a second. You mean to tell me that you're Sydney Carton. Hails from England, knows the Manettes? Likes to drink?" I interrogated.
The Supernatural general brought unusual cases, but this one was one of the strangest. Was he a fictional character that was somehow brought into our world?
"How did you know?" Sydney asked, concerned.
"I've just heard of you before, that's all." I said cooly.
Jules turned to me with an excited, yet flustered expression.
"You, the one dressed in black. You're brunette, have some sort of Scandinavian accent. Also, you have a fencing sword with you. If I didn't know any better, I'd almost say that you're Hamlet, Prince of Denmark." She said, looking like a kid on Christmas.
"That is correct, fair maiden." He replied.
"Well, glad we got that cleared up. Now how in hell did you get here?" I commented.
"Well, there was a bright light, then we were transported here. We have no clue how we got here." Sydney replied.
The look on Hamlet's face told me he was telling the truth.
"Okay, Jules. You're the history buff, ask them questions." I said, gesturing toward her with my hand.
"Alright, Sydney. Do you know who Queen Elizabeth II is?" Jules questioned, Sydney shook his head no.
"And Hamlet, do you have any idea who Shakespeare is?" I asked.
Hamlet returned a confused expression.
"Alright, then that's settled. You are who you claim you are. But we're going to get you home. I'm Kate, this is Jules. If you pull anything stupid, you will suffer more than you can even begin to imagine. Is that clear?" I said, looking to two dead in the eyes.
The two returned horrified expressions.
"In the meantime, Kats and I will figure out what happened and how to get you home." Jules said.
"Since you are completely out of touch with all modern technology, I'll fill you in on what these gadgets are." I said as I noticed Sydney giving the lamp a strange look, "This is a lamp. You connect it to the thing on the wall that looks like a surprised face, flick the switch and a light comes on. No need for candles."
"Remarkable! What does that knobby thing on the wall do?" He asked, pointing to the light switch.
"That is a lamp built in to the ceiling. You flip it up and the light comes on." Jules explained.
"What is that glass thing in the lamp?" Hamlet asked.
"What do you think?" I retorted right before I realized that he probably didn't know what a light bulb was.
"It's like a candle, but the flame is inside the glass instead of out in the open. You connect it to the lamp so that the light comes on when you flip the switch on the lamp. Without it, the light won't come on." Jules explained.
"How do you make it go away?" Sydney asked.
"Flip the switch the other way, duh." I commented.
Over the period of about half an hour, we managed to have them understanding the basics of electricity, technology, and plumbing. Plumbing proved to be a rather amusing conversation.
"Jules, do you have a chamber pot?" Hamlet asked.
The history nerd in her realized he needed to use the bathroom.
"Right this way." She said, leading him to one of the first floor restrooms.
Once Hamlet was finished, he burst through to door with a giant grin on his face.
"Permanent chamber pots that make everything disappear! I love the future!" He shouted.
"Your fictional boyfriend is nuts." I whispered to Jules.
"Give them a break. They're fascinated by everything." She replied, rolling her eyes.
I realized the validity of that statement when I saw Sydney leafing through one of Dean's porn magazines.
"Leave those alone! Those are my fiancé's!"
"I'm sorry... I saw just saw... Breasts, and I..." He said sheepishly.
"It's ok. Just leave those alone. Dean would murder you." I replied.
"Did someone say murder?" A female asked.
I turned around and saw a very distinguished couple.
"Jules! We need to talk in private!" I demanded, walking into her room where she was reading a book.
"What?" She asked, confused.
"Please explain to me why Sydney Carton, Hamlet, and the Macbeths are here in our world!" I hissed.
"I have no idea what happened! Everything fine until you came down here and saw Sydney and Hamlet! I have no idea who or what caused these fictional characters to come to our world, but they need to be returned to their respective books!" Jules exclaimed, throwing her hands everywhere as she spoke.
"Damn straight they need to be returned to their respective books. They need to be back where they belong, not out running around in our world." I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest, "So far they're harmless. If this is a case, then this monster seems to harmless up to this point. The question is this: Why fictional characters?"
"Like I said before, I don't know. This being who unleashed these characters is really unintelligent. But do think I know what caused them to be in our world." Jules said, pacing around the room.
"You have a lead?!" I exclaimed, my face instantly brightening.
"I'm pretty sure it's a spell. If you can bring people back from the dead, then you can bring fictional characters to life." She explained.
"You know, with all the witchcraft you know, I'd almost swear you are a witch." I commented.
"I just specialize in it, you know, your research purposes. That's why I always take all the witchcraft cases. Then again, I do have my singing ability, so that comes in handy. Anyway, I think we're up against a witch who loves classic literature. The witch seems harmless, but we need to keep an eye on the characters behaviors. Something's rotten in the state of the bunker." She said with a chuckle.
"Did you seriously just parody a Hamlet quote?" I commented.
"Sue me." She said, throwing her hands in the air.
"You know, I kinda want them to stick around. You know, at least until Sam and Dean get back." I admitted, staring at the floor and tracing a pattern into the floor with my toe.
"Thank goodness I'm not the only one to think that." She confessed, smiling kindly at me, "But we still need to be careful, though. This witch could have anything up her sleeve and we don't know where they're at."
"Oh, I agree. Until then, let's just makes sure none of the characters do anything stupid. Although I have a feeling that might be hard." I said, staring off into space as I imagined all of the stupid things these idiots could possibly come up with.
"Then it's settled. I'll find the spell used for summoning the characters and figure out how to undo it so they can return to their own worlds. It shouldn't take too long. You should probably check on the triplets and Devin. They'll probably wake up soon." She said as she rushed off to the library.
I then told our new guests where they were and showed them to where they would be staying. Afterward, I fed the triplets and got Devin some cereal. This was by far our most unusual case yet, but I had a funny feeling I was going to enjoy it.
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A BIG thanks to mistressofsong for the idea and multiple demo chapters for this! She has sent me a bunch of chapter ideas, but I still have a few tricks up my sleeve that she doesn't know about ;)