Castiel was never one for scary things. Hell, he could barley stand the first five minutes of Texas Chainsaw Massacre without retreating to his room, mumbling about reading that book he had been meaning to read for some time now. So when Gabriel and Balthazar forced him to go to their town's local haunted woods, Cas was not a happy camper.
"Gabriel, GABE- NO! PUT ME DOWN!" Cas struggled as his older brother picked him up and carried the dark haired teen and carried him out the front door of their small house.
"Come on, Cassie! It'll be fun!" The shorter blonde laughed as he pushed his brother into the waiting car, with Balthazar behind the wheel.
"Yeah, Cassie. I hear this place is awesome!" Balthazar wined, starting up the car.
"Yeah, It'll be just as fun as getting my teeth pulled..."
"That's the spirit!"
Cas folded his arm and sulked for the short drive over to this apparent "haunted woods." When they arrived, Cas timidly stepped out of the car, and followed his older brother and cousin, who walked toward the tarp covered structure where the patrons stood in line to buy the tickets for the night. They heard the blood curdling screams echoing up the hill, each scream made Cas jump, and step closer to the older boys.
"You'll be fine, Cassie," Balthazar stated, soothingly rubbing his younger cousin's back. Castiel groaned, looking toward the old greenhouse, which was the first place they needed to walk through before heading down the hill. Cas took a deep breath and mentally prepared himself for the upcoming fear that Cas knew hewould be exposed to. Gabriel walked up behind him, tapped his shoulder, and handed his brother his ticket. The older two walked around Cas, and the dark haired teen reluctantly followed. The trio walked through the red curtains that acted as a door to the green house. There was fog coating the floor, and various destroyed books and deer heads litter tables, and bookcases are falling apart. Fake insects and some real ones crawled over the old books. Gabriel took the lead, walking in front of the other two teens as they walked in between the tables toward an open box with an extremely large person dressed as Frankenstein's monster.
"Hey, he's cute," Gabriel muttered, looking closer at the tall man, who then in turn leaned forward and yelled in the shorter blonde's face. Castiel jumped back, banging into the small wooden table that was standing behind him.
"Seriously? Must you hit on every guy you meet?" Cas gasped after standing back up.
"Only when they are as cute as this guy," Gabriel replied, winking.
Frankenstein's monster just glared at the trio, non verbally telling them to walk out the side door. They followed suit, and as they walked onto the path, Cas was sure he could hear laughing coming from the greenhouse.
The walk down the hill was anticlimactic. That was until they reached what looked like a wooden wall with pictures of maps and other school like items splashed with red paint. Gabriel picked up the piece of chalk that dangled from a string attached to the blackboard. He began to write his name as the board dropped, revealing a man with a rough voice in a mask that formed a distorted face. Castiel screamed, as Balthazar and Gabriel exclaimed "Awesome" simultaneously. Cas tried to compose himself, as the surly man laughed. Cringing, Cas took the lead in walking down the hill.
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At the bottom of the hill there was a classroom set up. A young girl, around Cas's age was dressed up as a teacher, her red hair put up in a bun, and black makeup under her eyes, and lines of fake blood dripping down her face.
"Hello, my name is Mrs. Baggins. Welcome to Evil Spirits," the girl began, Gabriel smirked at her name choice. "We have a set of rules to follow: 1. Don't touch the spirits, and they won't touch you. 2. Hold onto this rope, it is your lifeline. Drop it and the spirits WILL get you. And finally, 3. No running. You will trip and fall. And we don't need that law suit. So have fun, and GET OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!" the girl screamed, making the three of them flinch. Grabbing the rope, they continued on their way.
Cas wasn't having what one would consider a fun time. The rest of the walk contained a blonde girl wrapped up in spider webs screaming about how 'Arachne got her', there were also clowns, aliens (Gabriel made joke, asking them where their TARDIS was), a grave yard, and many other things.
Cas felt his heart banging in his chest as they passed a food truck where a projector shined on the white surface, revealing the movie Chuckie. Cas stood near the food stand and watched the screen for a couple of seconds. That is, until a smooth voice whispered in his ear, "Scared yet?" Castiel fell forward, grabbing his sweatshirt as his heart continued to pound, and he started breathing heavily.
"Holy shit. Are you okay, dude?" A teen emerged, pulling off his mask. He was dressed up as a tree. Whose fucking idea was that?! The tree man crouched down in front of Cas, who turned around and looked up at him. He had short blonde hair, freckles covered his cheeks, and the greenest eyes Castiel has ever seen.
"You all right dude?" The blonde asked, taking a closer look at Castiel's face, but not touching him.
"I- I'm," Cas stuttered, hypnotized by the blonde, tongue tying up.
"Cassie! You okay?" Gabriel said, finally realizing that his brother was on the ground. The shorter blonde bent over, looking at Cas.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Cas replied, his eyes never moving from the tree man.
"Will you be okay?" The man asked, standing back up, and offering a hand to Cas. He accepted, and the tree man pulled teen back to his feet. Cas brushed off his jeans, and replied, "Yeah, I'll be all right."
"Great! You guys better go off, there is another group coming. Have fun," the trees man said, flashing a cocky grin before putting back on his mask and going back to the hiding spot. Gabriel tugged on Castiel's sleeve, who then followed the pair. For some reason, Cas couldn't get the blonde tree out of his head.
Cas's trance ended as they walked through the "Corn Maze for Blondes," which was only a straight line of corn stalks, leading up the hill.
"Hey, it wasn't that bad was it, Cassie," Baltazar added, turning to the youngest teen. Cas hummed in agreement.
"You stopped screaming afterr that food truck thing. I'd bet it was because of Dean Winchester. Somebody's got a crush!" Gabriel finished in a sing-song type of voice.
"What?! No! I don't even know Dean!" Cas stated defending himself
"Oh please, I saw the way you were lookin at him. It was practically eye sex," Gabriel laughed pulling a lolly pop out of his pocket. Castiel scoffed, and put his hands into his sweatshirt pockets.
Dean Winchester was... Let's say he just wasn't associated with Castiel, or his group of teens in the high school social ladder. Dean was the jock type, loved by all he girls, and even some boys. Always had a girl on his arm, a new one every couple of weeks. He had a rather large group of friends. The only time Castiel had ever spoke a word to Dean was when the blonde asked Cas to move out of the way when he was waiting for his language arts class.
He was nothing like a Castiel...
The runaway preacher's son, banished for choosing a the right to think freely, rather than conform to his father's homophobic views on life; who went to go live with his rebel brother, and cousin. Whose idea of a fun night is being able to finish an entire book within a couple hours. A guy with little to no friends, and his one relationship that barley became anything because the girl moved away within the first few weeks of their relationship. Why would anyone like Dean make sure Castiel is okay? Maybe it was their job, they wouldn't want a law suit, he guessed. Sure, Cas had felt something whenever he was around the blonde when he first moved hot Lawrence high school, but he had gotten over it, and thought of Dean as a typical jock who only cares about getting some action, in one form or another. It was some stupid crush most people get on the school's athlete. Cas sighed, his breath coming out like smoke.
The trio reached the top of the hill, and walked back over to the small chiminea that other patrons were gathered around, huddling for warmth.
"-Yes! Of course. We're always looking for new volunteers!" A woman with long blonde hair exclaimed, looking at the person who asked the question.
"Then my brother would love to do this!" Gabriel said, pushing Castiel forward.
"Wait, what?!"
"Yeah, Castiel here would love to scare the piss out of people!"
"Balthazar, No!"
"Are you sure, sweetheart? It's a lot more fun when you actually work it," the woman told Cas, smiling sweetly. Oh, who could say no to a face like that?
"Okay. I'll volunteer," Cas mumbled, looking down at the ground.
"Great!" The woman exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "My name is Mary Winchester, and Welcome to Evil Spirits!"
Oh God... Castiel just agreed to spend an entire month working with Dean Winchester...