Hi guys! Long time no upload I know. But I have several little things for your reading pleasure to upload tonight. This being the first one.
You can blame the long weekend I spent with the ever awesome and amazeballs Scoobert0, this idea just happened to pop up one night. I don't even know...
Dean leaned back in the booth at the diner, pushed his now empty plate to the side and sighed happily. It didn't look like much, but the little diner sure made one hell of a burger, which led to Dean being extra eager to try the pie for dessert.
Dean turned to Cas and asked, "So, how about some dessert?"
The angel only looked over at him with a frown, like the word was foreign to him.
Dean didn't know why, but lately Cas had been into dessert foods. Nothing else, just dessert. Sadly, he wasn't very into pie, but he did love milkshakes and ice cream. Dean and Sam had learned that it was a very bad idea to get between the angel and ice cream. It was something Dean did not like remembering.
"Milkshake Cas? Looks like they have some interesting flavors even though you're boring and always go for vanilla or chocolate."
Cas, though, shook his head and resolutely stared out the window.
Both Dean and Sam raised their eyebrows and turned their attention to the angel.
"You don't want a milkshake Cas?" Dean asked slowly, unsure. Cas always wanted a milkshake nowadays.
Cas shook his head, eyes still focused out the diner window.
"Why not?" Sam asked. Cas turned his gaze from the window, glanced at Sam then turned his attention to Dean, eyes wide.
"Cas, why don't you want a milkshake?" Dean repeated.
"Because it brings all the boys to the yard." Sam sprayed his water across the table and Dean had a moment to wonder what the hell Cas was talking about before it dawned on him.
"I don't want all the boys to come to the yard, Dean."
"Why does it bring all the boys to the yard?"
Cas' eyes widened even more, "Dean, it'll bring all the boys, and they charge. I don't have any money Dean!"
"Cas! It's just a song! Relax!" Cas blinked, took a deep breath and sank back into his seat.
"Where did you hear that song Cas?" Dean asked gently, resting a hand on Cas' arm. Cas' mouth clamped shut, but his eyes flicked over to Sam before looking back to the hand Dean had on his arm. Dean frowned and turned his attention to Sam who was hiding behind his menu.
"It was an accident I swear." Sam said, peeking over the top of the menu. He looked like he was trying not to laugh, which, yeah, Dean could see the humor, but he wasn't entertained by the idea of Cas not enjoying the one thing he'd finally started liking.
"First, I'm going to hurt you. Then we're going to kill this singer."
Sam frowned and lowered the menu, "Why?"
Dean glanced over to Cas who was looking at a milkshake that a waitress was delivering to the table across from theirs with such longing that Dean just wanted to go steal it for him.
"The bitch put my angel off his milkshakes."