Biting kiss-swollen lips,
Green fights Blue.
Stroking soft warm skin,
Water fights Earth.
Until finally they settle for peace.
Dean opens his eyes, looks up from his desk and sees the radio clock flashing 6:44. He watches it blink until finally the clock strickes 6:45 and starts blasting Kansas' Carry On My Wayward son. Dean gets up from the desk chair, stretching his body to get rid of cramps and morning pains grazing his eyes over the contents of his bed room. It's nothing elaborate, or special, but it's home. Clothes heaped in a pile at the foot of the bed AC/DC and Metalica posters peeling from the walls, and his most prized possession, Megan Fox, dripping with water wearing a skimpy bikini placed perfectly over-head. Dean smirks at the picture, gives it a quick wink then throws on a few clothes from the pile, sniffing them first. Dean heads down the stairs smiling to the smile of apple pie baked fresh from the oven.
'Piiieeee,' Dean thinks dreamily, 'pie is proof of angels and heaven. Pie and women.'
Dean walks into the kitchen to see Sammy sitting at the counter eating a piece of pie already. Sammy smiles at Dean innocently, knowing that the first piece has always been Dean's favorite. Dean storms over to Sam and steals the piece of pie.
"Jerk," Sammy exclaims.
"Bitch," Dean retort.
Mary picks this exact moment, out of all possible moments and gives them both a bitch-face to rival all bitch-faces.
"Dean! Please mind your language," Mary chastises.
"Yeah, yeah," Dean mutters.
Sammy looks at his mother and gives her his best puppy dog eyes.
"Mom, he stole my pie."
Mary raises her eyebrow at Dean who responds with a half shrug.
"I like pie, so what? Sue me."
A school bus drives up to the house and beeps the horn three times.
"Oh goodness, I almost forgot today was the first day of school," Mary whispers as she tries to put together a quick lunch for Sam.
"Mom it's fine, I packed one already," Sam yells while running out the front door.
"I can't believe my baby is all grown up," Mary whispers to herself as she watches Sam board the bus.
"Hey Mom, I'm still here."
"For how long Dean? Aren't you going to go to college, get an education, meet a nice girl… or boy."
"Mom!" Dean scoffs while slightly choking on his pie.
"What? It's been years since you had a girlfriend, how am I supposed to know?"
"I have to go to work," Dean says as he rolls his eyes.
Mary turns to the kitchen stove and puts a pot on the fire, Dean kisses her cheek and rushes out the front door.
~00~
Castiel stumbles out of bed slightly groggy from the night before. He sits up slowly trying to piece together its contents until he sees a water bottle and asprin. He takes the pill and downs the water bottle.
"How bad was it," Castiel asks to the general air.
From the kitchen he could here slight snickering and stifled laughter.
"That bad huh," he whispers to himself.
Castiel gets off the bed throws on a robe and walks into the kitchen to find Anna and Gabriel watching T.V.
"IT WAS HILLARIOUS," Anna howls out as she throws her head back with laughter.
Castiel frowns as he pours himself a bowl of cereal.
"Well rip the band-aid off. What did I do?"
Anna and Gabriel smile at each other.
"Should we tell him?"
Gabriel shrugs his shoulders and walks away nonchalantly.
"You know what I don't even care anymore.
Anna twirled her finger around In her fire red hair and shrugged.
"I don't know Cassie, I would want to know if Crowley bought me out for an evening and took me to the red rooms."
"Oh dear God, no wonder I'm hung-over."
Anna stroked Castiel's arm softly as he sat on the couch.
"Don't worry about it honey. It comes with the job."
"Yeah well I hate my job."
Castiel looks down at his cereal and makes a face of disgust.
"I'm not even hungry anymore."
"Well then, go take a shower and Change, I have to go to the store and Gabe doesn't wanna come."
"Why do I have to Change?"
"Because any hot guys would think we're together, if you Change I might stand a chance, now hurry up Cassie!"
Anna hurries off to her room and Castiel pours his cereal down the drain. Castiel then walks into the bathroom and turns on the hot water.
As the bathroom fills up with steam he sheds his clothing piece by piece and lays out his towel. As the steam dominates the room Castiel draws a Sigil on the wall.
"Dearest Hera, I ask of you to call remembrance on my ancestor Tiresias his blood pounds through my viens the same blood you transformed so many millennia ago," Castiel whispers to the air.
Castiel steps into the shower letting the water rush over his skin.
"Grant me his curse, my gift, the sight."
Slowly his stubble and body hair recedes into his skin, his bone structure shifts, his chest protrudes, his genitalia flips. After washing Castiel steps out of the shower and wraps herself in a bright blue towel, brushes her teeth then rushes over to her room.
"I didn't think I'd have to do this until tonight you know," Castiel screams in his voice still rough but now with a much more feminine edge in it.
Castiel throws on a silk black Thong and Bra from Victoria's Secret and a black and blue dress with bright baby blue heels and walks to the front door. As she reaches the front door Anna frowns.
"What's wrong Anna," Castiel asks.
"I hate that you have better clothes than I do," Anna whispers.
Castiel smiles as he grabs his purse and together they leave the apartment.
"Oh an Cassie?"
"Hmmm?"
"I wanna go to the Salon too."
Castiel rolls her eyes.
"Your only bringing me because you're broke aren't you."
Anna kisses Castiel's cheek and runs down the stairs.
~00~
Dean looks up from the bar, it was a quiet day and no one would start coming in until Happy Hour, so until then Dean just sat there and stared at the tv playing old sitcoms from the 70's. Ellen had left him in charge until they got back from the warehouse with new booze. Dean, deciding that he could sober up by the time Ellen and Jo got back grabbed a beer out of the fridge and put three bucks in the cash register.
"See Ellen, I paid up," Dean yells to the bar, "I'm not taking a freebie!"
Dean starts to down the bottle when two young girls enter the bar. They pull up a chair and start giggling with each other. He rolls his eyes and walks over to them.
"Aren't you a little young," He asks the girl with raven black hair.
The red-head looks at him and smiles seductively.
"Are you looking for young cowboy," She says slowly as she winks.
Dean gives them a death glare until they pull out their i.d.'s. He takes Anna's first reading that she's 23 and then he takes Castiel's reading that she's 27. He hands the i.d.s back but Castiel still refuses to look at him.
"So what can I get you guys?"
"I'll have an Black Dahlia extra on the Black, what about you Cassy?"
Castiel turns her head to Dean, the eyes meet green clashes with bright blue, Dean clears his throat trying to find some type of words.
"I'll have a lemon drop."
Dean rolls his eyes as he walks back to the bar leaving Anna and Castiel. Quickly he shakes up the drinks and pours them in martini glasses. Giving Castiel only about two-thirds the usual amount. Castiel raises her eyebrow in suspicion.
"I'd like the full glass thank you," Castiel says cooly.
"I don't think you could hang in there sweet-cheeks," Dean muses.
Anna deciding this wasn't a good idea moves away from the bar. Castiel leans her body foreword on the table.
"I challenge you to a drinking match," Castiel whispers, " sweet-cheeks."
Dean smirks and shakes his head.
"No thanks."
"What's the matter? Afraid you'll get beat?"
Dean puts two shot glasses on the table.
"I pick the booze."
"As long as you pay."
"Tequila?"
"I would have thought whiskey but tequila is fine."
Anna laughs to herself toying with her drink.
"I'm the light-weight," Anna giggles out.
Dean tips the bottle but at that exact moment Ellen walks through the door.
"What the hell are you doing Winchester," Ellen asks.
Castiel turns her body to Ellen and smiles.
"He was pouring me and my sister shots," Castiel says calmly.
Anna puts her glass down and tries to keep a straight face but fails horribly and ends up laughing like a maniac.
"The hell is wrong with her," Ellen asks, more suspicion lurking in her voice.
"She's a terrible light-weight but can't admit it," Cas affirms.
Ellen nods slowly then works her way to the storeroom.
"I owe you one Cas," Dean whispers.
Castiel smiles and pulls down on Dean's shirt. Dean's breath quickens as Castiel's hot moist breath tickles his ear.
"Come to Candyland tonight," Castiel breathes.
Slowly they draw apart and Castiel drops a card in his shirt pocket. Dean watches as Castiel leaves cash on the table and leaves with Anna.
A few hours later Dean walks into Candyland, upon arrival he sees a short blonde man standing at the counter.
"Welcome to Candyland, my name is Gabriel, the owner," the blonde man says, "but you can call me the Candyman."