So, uh, my friend group's being lame and decided not to do anything even though it's New Years Eve. Here's hoping to y'all having a better 12/31 than me! So I wrote this first part on 10/6/14, so yeah, it's very old, and definitely not for this current season. Enjoy anyway!

I don't own anything. Italics represent text messages.

Get ready. - SW

Dean frowned, looking down at his phone in mild confusion. He tapped the edge of his phone against his nose and pulled up his messages.

for what? - DW

No sooner than he had sent the message, his phone buzzed, and he looked looked down.

cas - SW

The kitchen door swung open, and in walked in a very exasperated Sam and a very puzzled looking Cas.

"Sam, I still require more knowledge. It seems that everything I know about the subject is outdated." Dean looked on in interest.

Sam groaned and turned around to face the fridge. "Look, man, I understand you wanna know more, but seriously, I am the last person you wanna ask about this." He pulled out a water bottle and tilted his head in Dean's direction.

"Whoa, man. Don't go signing me up for any teaching lessons." Dean held up his hands, and Sam raised an eyebrow. He sighed and dropped his hands back onto the table. "What do you wanna know about, Cas?"

Cas opened his mouth to speak, and Dean cut him off.

"If it's about sex, then you're on your own, man. I'm not giving you the sex talk! I had to give it to Sam when he turned 12, and he flinched away from every girl he met for like a month."

"Dean!" Sam looked mildly affronted, while Cas just looked exasperated.

"It's not sex, Dean. I was simply curious about the new traditions of Halloween. It seems people no longer sacrifice their finest cattle or hold bonfires in the middle of the town."

Dean's eyes lit up. "Halloween's fun, man. People dress up, kids go trick-or-treating, and you can buy five bags of candy at the store and nobody looks at you funny." Sam whacked Dean with the back of his hand, who scowled and batted his brother away. "People have parties, there's special food and movies, and there's a hell of a lot of candy."

"Dean's forgetting to mention people celebrate monsters and the devil." Sam cut in with a pointed look.

Dean rolled his eyes. "This bitch won't celebrate with me."

"Our lives are like Halloween anyway," Sam rolled his eyes. "A more screwed up, scary Halloween."

"I see." Cas's forehead smoothed over and he looked at Dean. "I think I would like to partake in this year's Halloween festivities."

Sam groaned, and Dean grinned. He stood up and slung an arm around Cas's shoulders, leading him out of the kitchen.

"You have a lot to learn, young padawan." Cas blinked and Dean sighed. "Nevermind. Remind me to show you Star Wars eventually." Cas tilted his head to the side.

"Okay," Dean wiped his hands on his jeans and turned to look at Cas, who looked up in anticipation.

"The first thing you need to know about Halloween... Pumpkins."

Cas frowned. "Pumpkins?"

"Pumpkins." Dean nodded wisely. "People carve them and stick them out on their porches, and -"

"I still don't see the point," Cas said, eyebrows still furrowed. He eyed the pumpkin with something akin to disgust.

Dean sighed and blew a raspberry, biting the inside of his cheek. This might be harder than he thought.

R&R!