What Dean Does Best (14/?)
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Chapter 14:
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"I said no, Judy." The aforementioned angel pouted, and then disappeared with a small flutter. Dean huffed in frustration, then turned to see his brother Sam watching him curiously. "She wanted to take Cas to Antarctica for today. To see the penguins." The hunter rolled his eyes.
Sam blinked in astonishment, before giving himself a small shake. The energetic angel in the body of a college girl in her early twenties was always showing up at odd hours during the day with rather ridiculous requests. For example, two days ago she asked if she could take her brother Castiel to swim with the sharks. As in wild sharks. In the ocean. Balthazar wasn't very happy about Jhudiel's constant presence in Bobby's house. Turns out, even angels can get jealous when it's a matter of their siblings affection. In fact, that seemed to explain the apocalypse. It was nothing more but a cry for attention from their older brothers.
Castiel was playing in the living room with his older brother, 'Balth-ar.' Dean normally gave into Judy's radical suggestions, but they were getting wilder by the day and Dean was nothing if not protective. Sam remembered that when he was five, Dean snapped at anyone who even got near him. With her dangerous ideas of fun, it was a miracle on its own that the orange-haired angel was still breathing and not laying on the floor with Castiel's angel blade protruding from her chest. After the third time the little angel almost impaled one of his family members, human and angel alike, Dean had managed to wrestle the blade from the whining toddler, and gave it to Bobby to lock it in an angel-proof safe, inside the panic room, in the locked basement. Knowing the deadly weapon was out of the monsters reach made it so much easier to sleep at night.
"Dean?" little Cas ran into the over cluttered kitchen where Bobby was attempting to make lunch. Sam was on his laptop, and Dean was starring off into space.
Not anymore. "Yeah, bud?"
"What's school?' oh, shit.
Dean gulped. Sam's keyboard clacking halted. Bobby froze. Balthazar smirked from the doorway, thinking this would be fun to watch. "School?" Castiel nodded eagerly, "Well…It's um…um…Sam?" The younger Winchester shot his brother a glare.
"It's where kids go to learn…things." Sam said hesitantly. He didn't like the look on Castiel's face. The last time the angel had that thoughtful look, he had convinced Dean to buy a play set for the backyard.
"Oh." Cas stood still for a moment, lost in thought. Sam could practically see the wheels turning. There's no way he was this smart before. It seems being raised by humans worked wonders on angels. "Then why don't I go?"
Balthazar's smirk fell right of his face. "I have to - bye." He was gone before any one of the hunters could protest.
Dean looked at Bobby for help, who shook his head, "He's your kid. Not my problem."
Sam almost laughed at that. Almost.
"Do - do you want to…go to school?"
Cas nodded with enthusiasm. Dean looked at his brother, who shrugged.
Dean sat for a moment, a look of painful concentration across his face. After an agonizingly long moment Dean spoke slowly, "Okay. You can go, Cas." The child jumped for joy and let out a small laugh. Before he could run back to sitting on the couch with his bear Gabriel, Dean continued, "But you need to listen to me, okay?"
The five year old nodded seriously, bright eyes burning into Dean's.
"You know how Balthazar and Judy do some weird stuff?" Dean waited for Castiel to nod, "You can't tell anyone about that. It's very import that you don't tell anyone about your brother and sister. Understand, buddy?"
Cas looked ready to question it, but just shrugged and nodded. Dean smiled with relief.
One week later, Sam, Dean, and Castiel stood outside an elementary school. It was Cas' first day of Kindergarten, and to say that Dean was having a panic attack would have been a major understatement. The older Winchester looked to be on the verge of a heart attack. Sam was doing his best not to laugh at him, while Cas bounced up and down with excitement.
Dean managed to calm the boy down long enough to give him one final drill. Sam shook his head, but his brother plowed on, "You remember everything I told you?" Castiel nodded vigorously. "Are you sure? What's your name?"
"Castiel Winchester - but I just go by Cas."
"Where do your parents work?"
"My dad's a mechanic, and my mom's a lawyer."
Sam grimaced. Why did he have to be the mom? Dean was the one with the over bearing mama-bear persona.
"Any brothers or sisters?"
"Nope."
"And what's up with that coat?"
"It was my Uncle Adam's. He gave it me."
The coat in question was lime green and five sizes to big for Cas. But when they had spotted it in a thrift store, the angel insisted on getting it. Sam tried to talk him out of it, but Castiel wouldn't budge. After more than twenty minutes haggling with the persistent child, Dean just went ahead and bought it anyway, ignoring Sam's logical reasoning that the coat wouldn't fit. Dean never really cared about the reason behind it, but Sam thought that somewhere in the far reaches of his mind, Castiel remembered some things, because it reminded Sam of grown Castiel's trademark trench coat. Either way it didn't matter, but Dean's paranoia had him convinced someone would ask why a kid was wearing an adult's coat. If you asked Sam, this whole thing was utter rubbish and they should just let the kid go to class.
It's not even like Dean had the opportunity to be paranoid about Supernatural happenings in the building. Both Winchesters had gone there yesterday and preformed every monster test known to hunter. Besides, what did Dean think the teacher was going to do, interrogate the kid? Teachers only did that if they thought a student looked like they were in trouble. Cas was the image of health and happiness. His eyes were practically glowing.
"Dean, just let the kid go."
The hunter glared at him brother, but then Castiel gave him those damn puppy eyes, and how could Dean say no? "Alright, alright. Come here, angel."
Cas gave Dean an overly enthusiastic hug, then ran by Sam, slapping him a high five as he went. As the blue-eyed angel ran into his new class room, Sam and Dean watched on, praying to every god they knew that the kid wouldn't accidentally smite his teacher.
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Chapter 14:
"Please?"
"No."
"Pretty please?"
"I said no, Judy." The aforementioned angel pouted, and then disappeared with a small flutter. Dean huffed in frustration, then turned to see his brother Sam watching him curiously. "She wanted to take Cas to Antarctica for today. To see the penguins." The hunter rolled his eyes.
Sam blinked in astonishment, before giving himself a small shake. The energetic angel in the body of a college girl in her early twenties was always showing up at odd hours during the day with rather ridiculous requests. For example, two days ago she asked if she could take her brother Castiel to swim with the sharks. As in wild sharks. In the ocean. Balthazar wasn't very happy about Jhudiel's constant presence in Bobby's house. Turns out, even angels can get jealous when it's a matter of their siblings affection. In fact, that seemed to explain the apocalypse. It was nothing more but a cry for attention from their older brothers.
Castiel was playing in the living room with his older brother, 'Balth-ar.' Dean normally gave into Judy's radical suggestions, but they were getting wilder by the day and Dean was nothing if not protective. Sam remembered that when he was five, Dean snapped at anyone who even got near him. With her dangerous ideas of fun, it was a miracle on its own that the orange-haired angel was still breathing and not laying on the floor with Castiel's angel blade protruding from her chest. After the third time the little angel almost impaled one of his family members, human and angel alike, Dean had managed to wrestle the blade from the whining toddler, and gave it to Bobby to lock it in an angel-proof safe, inside the panic room, in the locked basement. Knowing the deadly weapon was out of the monsters reach made it so much easier to sleep at night.
"Dean?" little Cas ran into the over cluttered kitchen where Bobby was attempting to make lunch. Sam was on his laptop, and Dean was starring off into space.
Not anymore. "Yeah, bud?"
"What's school?' oh, shit.
Dean gulped. Sam's keyboard clacking halted. Bobby froze. Balthazar smirked from the doorway, thinking this would be fun to watch. "School?" Castiel nodded eagerly, "Well…It's um…um…Sam?" The younger Winchester shot his brother a glare.
"It's where kids go to learn…things." Sam said hesitantly. He didn't like the look on Castiel's face. The last time the angel had that thoughtful look, he had convinced Dean to buy a play set for the backyard.
"Oh." Cas stood still for a moment, lost in thought. Sam could practically see the wheels turning. There's no way he was this smart before. It seems being raised by humans worked wonders on angels. "Then why don't I go?"
Balthazar's smirk fell right of his face. "I have to - bye." He was gone before any one of the hunters could protest.
Dean looked at Bobby for help, who shook his head, "He's your kid. Not my problem."
Sam almost laughed at that. Almost.
"Do - do you want to…go to school?"
Cas nodded with enthusiasm. Dean looked at his brother, who shrugged.
Dean sat for a moment, a look of painful concentration across his face. After an agonizingly long moment Dean spoke slowly, "Okay. You can go, Cas." The child jumped for joy and let out a small laugh. Before he could run back to sitting on the couch with his bear Gabriel, Dean continued, "But you need to listen to me, okay?"
The five year old nodded seriously, bright eyes burning into Dean's.
"You know how Balthazar and Judy do some weird stuff?" Dean waited for Castiel to nod, "You can't tell anyone about that. It's very import that you don't tell anyone about your brother and sister. Understand, buddy?"
Cas looked ready to question it, but just shrugged and nodded. Dean smiled with relief.
One week later, Sam, Dean, and Castiel stood outside an elementary school. It was Cas' first day of Kindergarten, and to say that Dean was having a panic attack would have been a major understatement. The older Winchester looked to be on the verge of a heart attack. Sam was doing his best not to laugh at him, while Cas bounced up and down with excitement.
Dean managed to calm the boy down long enough to give him one final drill. Sam shook his head, but his brother plowed on, "You remember everything I told you?" Castiel nodded vigorously. "Are you sure? What's your name?"
"Castiel Winchester - but I just go by Cas."
"Where do your parents work?"
"My dad's a mechanic, and my mom's a lawyer."
Sam grimaced. Why did he have to be the mom? Dean was the one with the over bearing mama-bear persona.
"Any brothers or sisters?"
"Nope."
"And what's up with that coat?"
"It was my Uncle Adam's. He gave it me."
The coat in question was lime green and five sizes to big for Cas. But when they had spotted it in a thrift store, the angel insisted on getting it. Sam tried to talk him out of it, but Castiel wouldn't budge. After more than twenty minutes haggling with the persistent child, Dean just went ahead and bought it anyway, ignoring Sam's logical reasoning that the coat wouldn't fit. Dean never really cared about the reason behind it, but Sam thought that somewhere in the far reaches of his mind, Castiel remembered some things, because it reminded Sam of grown Castiel's trademark trench coat. Either way it didn't matter, but Dean's paranoia had him convinced someone would ask why a kid was wearing an adult's coat. If you asked Sam, this whole thing was utter rubbish and they should just let the kid go to class.
It's not even like Dean had the opportunity to be paranoid about Supernatural happenings in the building. Both Winchesters had gone there yesterday and preformed every monster test known to hunter. Besides, what did Dean think the teacher was going to do, interrogate the kid? Teachers only did that if they thought a student looked like they were in trouble. Cas was the image of health and happiness. His eyes were practically glowing.
"Dean, just let the kid go."
The hunter glared at him brother, but then Castiel gave him those damn puppy eyes, and how could Dean say no? "Alright, alright. Come here, angel."
Cas gave Dean an overly enthusiastic hug, then ran by Sam, slapping him a high five as he went. As the blue-eyed angel ran into his new class room, Sam and Dean watched on, praying to every god they knew that the kid wouldn't accidentally smite his teacher.
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