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As soon as Castiel walks into Milliways this evening, he knows something is off.
It doesn’t even take angelic senses to notice it. The slight weight on his head. The tickling sensation on his ear, and the slight obscuring of his vision.
Castiel reaches up and carefully removes the offending object from his head. He stares at the handful of netting, feathers, and fake birds in silence for several minutes.
“I……….do not understand.”
He sounds more resigned than confused.
It doesn’t even take angelic senses to notice it. The slight weight on his head. The tickling sensation on his ear, and the slight obscuring of his vision.
Castiel reaches up and carefully removes the offending object from his head. He stares at the handful of netting, feathers, and fake birds in silence for several minutes.
“I……….do not understand.”
He sounds more resigned than confused.