There was plenty to love, and almost nothing to hate in this episode. And no one we love died! That’s pretty great, considering what show we are talking about.

And you could say that some of the shenanigans that took place in this episode were time wasters. Wheel spinners. But I don’t care, because it was entertaining as hell.

THEN

Chuck misses his favorite show; Garth does stuff; Sam and Dean saved the world.

NOW

We open with some Debussy as a wraith and a werewolf fight it out in an underground monster cage match. It is brutal.

Cut to Dean shopping at the local convenience store, buying beer and porn, and casually chatting with the dude at the register. They are clearly friendly. But when Dean hands over his credit card to pay for everything, the card is declined. The dude at the register hauls back all the items Dean was buying, and sends him out empty handed.

Dean grumbles as he exits the store, only to find Baby (parked by a hydrant) with a ticket on her windshield. Dean is not pleased.

Meanwhile, Sam is in the bunker’s kitchen, having his own set of mishaps, ending in the miscalculation of grabbing a hot pot of pasta without a pot holder, and dumping the entire contents all over the kitchen floor.

Dean arrives home, as Sam stumbles his way into the map room. Dean informs Sam that the credit card that Charlie hacked five years ago is suddenly not working (ah-ha! Clever girl). And his teeth hurt. And Sammy is having the biggest sneezies, and can’t walk right.

Dean’s phone rings! “Hey, Garth.” “Hey, Dean, it’s Garth.” HEE

Garth asks the beautiful boys to come on over, he’s got a problem he needs help with. Sam and Dean are happy to drive over, but about ten miles out, Baby sputters and dies in the middle of the road.

Dean thinks something is up, and he’s pissed about it, because he’s sure that Chuck has something to do with their no good, very bad day.

The boys arrive at Garth’s, and we are introduced to his adorable children. Gertie, the big sister, and Sam and Castiel, the infant twins. Dean is visibly chuffed that they didn’t name one after him, and so am I, kind of.

(The kid playing baby Castiel is the cutest of the bunch, IMO, and has some very hilarious facial expressions every time he’s on screen)

The reason for the visit is Bess’ cousin – the werewolf from the opening – who is currently passed out in an upstairs bedroom. They wonder how he got so hurt, and while they wait for him to wake up, Garth takes Dean to the basement, and Sam camps out in the kitchen with Bess and the kids.

Garth reminds us that he was a dentist back before hunting and becoming a werewolf. Now that he is a family man, he went back to school and finished his schooling, and has a practice that specializes in his werewolf pals. Werewolves have a hard time going to regular dentists, and fang maintenance is important!

Turns out Dean, who hasn’t been to the dentist, ever, now has seventeen cavities! Garth brings out the gas, and insists on taking care of this right now. Dean drifts off as he inhales the gas.

AND THEN WE DANCE

I do not care if this is just filler, or a trifle, or whatever… IT IS GLORIOUS. I mean, truly, watching these boys tappity-tap for us is amazing. I have tap danced. It is not easy if you are new to it. Good for them!!

In the kitchen, Bess hands Sam a glass of her family’s secret cold-killing recipe. Sam downs it, after asking what it contains. Bess admonishes him for asking about the ingredients of a “secret” recipe, but does admit that it’s mostly cayenne.

Sam gasps, and tumbles to the ground as the cayenne attacks him. Gertie find this very entertaining, and the twins start crying. CHAOS

Anyhoo, there is a conversation about how “normal” Sam and Dean’s day has been, plagued with the kind of challenges that many of us have to deal with on the regs. Garth wonders who has it out for them, and Sam admits/guesses its God.

One of our favorite guest stars waxes on about how its great to be a Special Guest Star in God’s little play, and how being the hero sucks. The hero lives through every awful thing as they fight. The hero usually wins, but at what cost?

After we find out that Garth and Bess are Fifty Shades fans (eek), Brad wakes up upstairs. The group starts in on the interrogation, and after Brad mocks Sammy’s famous Puppy Dog Eyes, he admits that he was fighting at an underground club for monsters.

The Winchesters don’t even hesitate. They know they have to go try and kill all those monsters.

Sam and Dean insist on heading out to do what they do, but tell Garth to hang back. He’s a family man now, and Chuck forbid if anything happened to him. Garth agrees, and then offers spark plugs to fix Baby.

Our boys show up at the (mostly) vacant warehouse, and gather extra weapons (including the grenade launcher!!), to try and make up for their very normal normalness.

As soon as they get inside though, Dean has a very unusual reaction to eating several of Bess’ grilled cheese sandwiches. Unable to continue, Dean races off in search of a bathroom, and once he muscles his way into one of the locked stalls, he deposits the contents of his stomach into the toilet.

Seems as though Normal Dean may be lactose intolerant.

Dean is interrupted by the gun-toting shapeshifter who runs this fight club, and is brought back out to Sammy, who mumbles about how he didn’t even see them coming. The shapeshifter knows exactly who they are, and is excited about them fighting his prize vampire, Maul. Maurice? Madison?

Cut to Monday Night Mayhem trailer, featuring those mugshots of Sam and Dean from way back in the way back, and they are never not funny, even after all these years.

Sam and Dean are waiting their turn, locked into a couple of cages. They both try to pick the locks to no avail. Sam whines that they used to do this all the time, while Dean breaks a nail. Lol

Dean is irritated, and gives one hell of a speech to rouse Sammy into not giving up. Once again, the music cue is perfection. “No, we gotta win. We gotta win, man. That’s not gonna be easy, okay? But you and me? Not everything we did was because of Chuck. It was us the blood, the sweat, the tears, man. That’s us. We’ve been doing this our whole lives. We’re the best in the world. So I say we go out there. I say we go out there, and we kick some ass.”

Just as their cage match is announced, the shifter ambles over, requesting that both boys remove their shirts before the fight starts. The shifter is shocked to find two open, empty cages! Shocked!

Roll back a few minutes, and we see that Garth has sneaked his way in, and once he finds our beautiful boys, wolfs out and easily pulls the locks open, leading Dean to amaze:

The trio runs out of the building, and Garth reveals that he also dropped off some C4 on the way in! He pulls out a remote, and BOOM. Monsters go BOOM. Dean is very happy.

EXCEPT

The big ol’ vampire Maul (Meredith?) seems to have survived this explosion. He flings Garth, and then basically stands there as Sam and Dean do their best to beat him up. The music cues here are appropriately cartoony. Dean gets kicked in the jewels, Sam gets tossed to the ground, and as the boys roll around and try to get their bearings on the losing end of this fight, Garth comes from behind and machete’s the vampire but good.

The fact that they continue the kicked jewels joke with a few high pitched words from Dean makes the whole thing art.

Back at Garth’s, the boys say goodbye to the kiddos, and Garth walks them out. After the requisite hugs, Garth tells Sam and Dean about a place he heard of up in Alaska that can turn bad luck around. Sam worried that things like that always have a downside.

But Dean thinks that being normal is fine for most people, “But you and me? There’s zero about our lives that’s normal. And the way things are going, if we don’t fix this, we might kill each other by accident. And if – when Chuck comes back, we can’t go up against him like this.”

Sammy agrees, and they decide to head to Alaska!

Baby dies before they can even get out of the driveway. “Son of a bitch!”

I loves me a good, solid, funny episode. And DJ and Jensen learning to tap dance for us, was the cherry on the sundae.

 

NEXT: Magic pool halllllllll!!!!!11!11!!!!