and put it in your mouth to be full

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What's better than a pie shop? A pie shop that Dean has all to himself. Okay mostly because it's haunted but Dean dealt with that ages ago. Now, with the keys to the place shoved in his back pocket, and his promise to tell the owner when they can come back, Dean only has one thing in mind

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Castiel had been busy with heavenly manners and as unlikely as it was for him to set it aside, he did. Dean had been good lately so he assumed he owed the hunter at least his appearance. If the matter was too trivial for him to deal with, he would simply offer a few words of wisdom before taking his leave again.

There was a sound of wings and Castiel was now standing in the shop.

"Yes Dean?"

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He drags his gaze over the angel, taking him in, checking for any differences that might have occured, looking for wounds. It's something he doesn't even think about, natural like breathing, and once he's satisfied he grins, just the slightest upturn of his mouth.

"Got a surprise for you, can y'stick around?"

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Sometimes there are wounds that the eye can miss, though Cas probably isn't aware they exist for him. Stubborn until the end, a trait he picked up from these two.

"What is it?" It was a simple question but the implied curiosity meant he would stick around long enough to see what Dean was so eager about.

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"Pie," he grins, and it's a little bit like a kid being proud of a project the way he says it, wanting to share, aiming to please, "We've got the place to ourselves 'cause I helped the owner out. If y'can stay I can introduce y'to the wonders."