What Dean Does Best (12/?)
Chapter 12:
About halfway through October, Dean decided that they were going to celebrate Halloween that year. For the first two years of Castiel's second life, Dean had absolutely refused the holiday, insisting that Cas had to be older to enjoy it properly. The misfit family of four sat in the living room, watching Castiel attempt to feed Gabriel various imaginary foods. Out of no where, Dean turned to his brother.
"Hey Sam..."
"Yes, Dean?"
"Let's ask Cas what he wants to be for Halloween."
Bobby huffed, mock scorn on his voice, "So you finally decided on letting the poor kid celebrate the holiday?"
Sam laughed, "Poor? This kid is more spoiled than a prince." He gestured to the mountains of toys littering the house.
Bobby laughed, "Good point. So what do you think he's going to be?"
Sam and Bobby sat there thinking about the two and a half year old's options, and Dean called Castiel over. "Do you know what Halloween is, bud?" Cas shook his head, so Dean tried to explain, "Well, on Halloween, you get to dress up as anything or anyone you want, and you go to every house, and the people who live there have to give you candy,"
Castiel's eyes grew wide, "Candy?"
Dean smiled, "Yup, and all you have to do to get it is say 'trick-or-treat.'"
The toddler smirked slightly, Sam winced. For an angel, he sure acted quite demon-like. Cas, now smirking like he knew the answers to everything in life, said very calmly, "Twick-or-tweat."
Dean laughed, causing Cas to frown, "Sorry, angel, it only works on Halloween."
Said angel thought about this for a moment, before smiling again, "Kay. When Hawo-ween?"
Sam laughed, and answered for his brother, "In two weeks. So, what are you going to dress up as, Cas?"
The blue eyed child frowned a little, and thought about it for a moment, before he broke out into a full grin, and exclaiming, "Batman!"
Sam and Dean burst into uncontrollable laughter, and Cas looked confused as to why his care-takers thought his costume choice to be so funny. Bobby shook his head at the Winchester brothers and mutter an affectionate, "Idjits," rolling his eyes.
Halloween rolled around rather quickly. Castiel was bouncing with excitement, which was making it difficult for Dean to put the Batman outfit on him. When Cas was dressed, he ran over to Sam, begging the man to hurry up. Dean chuckled quietly at the angel. He was dressed identically to Batman, cape and all, with his electric eyes standing out sharply against the black mask.
When both Sam and Dean had gotten there shoes on, Cas tried to run out of the door. Dean called him back, "And what are you going to carry the candy with?"
Castiel stopped dead in his tracks and flicked his gaze around the room, trying to find an appropriate container. Dean laughed and handed him a little pumpkin look-alike bucket. Cas grinned, and ran for the door, the Winchesters doing there best to keep up. Bobby was staying behind to give out candy to any kids courageous enough to brave the junk yard.
After dragging the Winchester boys to every house within sight for three hours straight, Castiel started to yawn. The little bucket was completely full, and it was weighing him down. Dean smiled at the little boy, "Tired, Cas?"
"No." he then yawned loudly, betraying himself. He rubbed his eyes, and tried to act awake. He did not want to go home.
Dean tried to hide his smirk, "Okay, well I am. Why don't we go home now?" Castiel looked ready to object, so Sam cut him off.
"When we get back, you can eat your candy."
Cas smiled sleepily, "Okay, Sammy."
Sam reached out for the bucket, which Cas gladly handed over. Dean scooped up the exhausted two year old, and the started the trek back to Bobby's house. Castiel was fast asleep long before they got there.
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About halfway through October, Dean decided that they were going to celebrate Halloween that year. For the first two years of Castiel's second life, Dean had absolutely refused the holiday, insisting that Cas had to be older to enjoy it properly. The misfit family of four sat in the living room, watching Castiel attempt to feed Gabriel various imaginary foods. Out of no where, Dean turned to his brother.
"Hey Sam..."
"Yes, Dean?"
"Let's ask Cas what he wants to be for Halloween."
Bobby huffed, mock scorn on his voice, "So you finally decided on letting the poor kid celebrate the holiday?"
Sam laughed, "Poor? This kid is more spoiled than a prince." He gestured to the mountains of toys littering the house.
Bobby laughed, "Good point. So what do you think he's going to be?"
Sam and Bobby sat there thinking about the two and a half year old's options, and Dean called Castiel over. "Do you know what Halloween is, bud?" Cas shook his head, so Dean tried to explain, "Well, on Halloween, you get to dress up as anything or anyone you want, and you go to every house, and the people who live there have to give you candy,"
Castiel's eyes grew wide, "Candy?"
Dean smiled, "Yup, and all you have to do to get it is say 'trick-or-treat.'"
The toddler smirked slightly, Sam winced. For an angel, he sure acted quite demon-like. Cas, now smirking like he knew the answers to everything in life, said very calmly, "Twick-or-tweat."
Dean laughed, causing Cas to frown, "Sorry, angel, it only works on Halloween."
Said angel thought about this for a moment, before smiling again, "Kay. When Hawo-ween?"
Sam laughed, and answered for his brother, "In two weeks. So, what are you going to dress up as, Cas?"
The blue eyed child frowned a little, and thought about it for a moment, before he broke out into a full grin, and exclaiming, "Batman!"
Sam and Dean burst into uncontrollable laughter, and Cas looked confused as to why his care-takers thought his costume choice to be so funny. Bobby shook his head at the Winchester brothers and mutter an affectionate, "Idjits," rolling his eyes.
Halloween rolled around rather quickly. Castiel was bouncing with excitement, which was making it difficult for Dean to put the Batman outfit on him. When Cas was dressed, he ran over to Sam, begging the man to hurry up. Dean chuckled quietly at the angel. He was dressed identically to Batman, cape and all, with his electric eyes standing out sharply against the black mask.
When both Sam and Dean had gotten there shoes on, Cas tried to run out of the door. Dean called him back, "And what are you going to carry the candy with?"
Castiel stopped dead in his tracks and flicked his gaze around the room, trying to find an appropriate container. Dean laughed and handed him a little pumpkin look-alike bucket. Cas grinned, and ran for the door, the Winchesters doing there best to keep up. Bobby was staying behind to give out candy to any kids courageous enough to brave the junk yard.
After dragging the Winchester boys to every house within sight for three hours straight, Castiel started to yawn. The little bucket was completely full, and it was weighing him down. Dean smiled at the little boy, "Tired, Cas?"
"No." he then yawned loudly, betraying himself. He rubbed his eyes, and tried to act awake. He did not want to go home.
Dean tried to hide his smirk, "Okay, well I am. Why don't we go home now?" Castiel looked ready to object, so Sam cut him off.
"When we get back, you can eat your candy."
Cas smiled sleepily, "Okay, Sammy."
Sam reached out for the bucket, which Cas gladly handed over. Dean scooped up the exhausted two year old, and the started the trek back to Bobby's house. Castiel was fast asleep long before they got there.
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