Castiel trails through the overgrown field of grass. It brushes against dark brown clothes thighs; his rough, calloused hands cradle a book. The book was leather bound; its bookmark peaked out of an earlier page. He let a soft, carefree smile slip and form the muscles of his mouth. He slapped the book close with a slight caress to the cover. He then tucked it carefully under his arm as he crossed over a thing path of stone laid in between two bodies of water. Sounds of livestock and small children at play barely reached his ears. He closed off the world and continued to relish the ending of the book. It was a happy ending; the hero got the girl and they lived in happiness till the end of their days. He let the early morning sunlight brush onto his face, as he lifted his chin towards the sun. He let his eyes close and let the breeze brush smoothly over his face. He lifted his eyes, heavy with thick long dark lashes, and let his breath push through his lips. The noise was high pitched, and was followed with similar notes creating a bright cheery tune.
He was quickly ripped from his different state of mind as his feet made contact with a different texture. Sharp rocks were able to stick up and dig into the thin soled shoes he choose that morning. The sound of a piano littered through another open door, which he choose not to enter. He slipped the book into his hand as he tugged a heavy dark wooden door; it creaked and groaned, toward him. His mood went damp as he looked towards his brothers. Two of the three were cramped, practically on top of one another, in front of a cracked door. Gabriel and Balthazar were making quick whispered words to one another, almost always immodestly followed by what they would call, "manly" giggles. Gabriel's brown hair was slicked back, as Castiel traveled down he was met with grinning green eyes which turned to him and winked mischievously. Castiel closed the door softly and filled in, next to Samandriel. Samandriel was attempting to hide his own excitement with a less concerned face, brushing his hands through soft blonde hair. His blue, green eyes were crowned with blond short lashes, which were dipped down to the stone floors.
Castiel cocked his head at Samandriel who merely shrugged, and spoke softly. "Mother is asking Father about some new comers." Balthazar turned around smoothly to the two. "Not just ANY new comer's, big man. They're RICH new comers." Balthazar's recent foreign travel leaked an accent into his words. Gabriel tapped into the conversation to wiggle his eyebrows at the elder two, resulting in Balthazar's giggles and he returned his attention to the door. The two whispers raised, " A , he earns 5,000 pounds a year!" Castiel's eyebrows rose to the stop of his head, the rest of his face was still, he ventured to tip toe over the two and listen in. Samadriel scurried behind Castiel hoping to get his own look, attempting to seem unsuspicious. As Gabriel and Balthazar listen they whipped their heads to turn to one another, "he's single."
Castiel was barely catching anything as he strained to hear more. "I don't see what that has to do with the girls."
"John how can you be so oblivious! He's got to marry one of them!"
They could hear the smile in their father's voice," I thought his desire was just to settle here."
"No John, you must visit him at once!" She replied hotly to him. Sound of steps made the men shuffle back from the door to hide their attempt at eavesdropping. Gabriel and Baltahzar giggled and pinched another as they scrambled back. Castiel gripped Samandriel's elbow as he attempted to make the two disappear from the doorway. Their father swung the door open, his eyebrows raised, with a heartfelt grin. " Well don't stop on my account." He continued past them, but not without singling each one out with affection. He poked Baltahzar and Gabriel, both of them squeaked with giggles. He turned to Samandriel and ruffled his hair, Samandriel beamed at their father. He then came up to Castiel and hugged him briefly before hurrying away as their mother followed him out continuing her rant.
"For we will visit him ourselves, if you will not John!" Mary said as she flung her hands around her head with exasperation. Gabriel and Balthazar followed closely, giving their mother encouragement. "My dear, please, at once!" She was becoming shrill; they all passed through the living room. The main source of the piano, which was played by Lucifer, stopped pertly as he arose from his seat as his family paraded loudly through the living room. He raised an eyebrow and followed as well. John shook his hand at his wife affectionately," there is no need… I already have."
Mary gasped dramatically and her hand reached up to grip her chest, "then why didn't you say so! Have you no compassion for my poor nerves?!" She asked as another hand went and lay upon the crown of her forehead, as if she were light headed. "No that is where you're mistaken my dear, your nerves and I have been a constant companion these years." He said with good humor low in his words. Lucifer poked his head in then," Who?" He asked with a slight leer pressed into his lips. John looked up to Lucifer with a grin," A who will be attending the ball tonight."
The two younger men sprang into delighted giggles. Gabriel had attempted to sit down on the couch, but now he had jumped over the back of it and to the eldest, Samandriel. Which Gabriel was beaten to by Baltahzar, who was already gripping the eldest. " Sammie you must let me borrow your coat!" Balthazar pleaded as Gabriel squeezed in, turning poor Samandriel around to him. " No, no! Come on Sammie! I'll do your chores for a week!" Balthazar and Gabriel began to spin Samandrieal around, who attempted to protest, with offers to counter one another for Samandriel's nicest clothes. Mary ran to her husband and kissed him, already making word of marriage plans. Castiel sat simply on the couch twisted around the watch the three with a small fitted smile. Lucifer, who had leaned against the door frame, shrugged and simply returned to his piano stool, and continued the tune once again.