"So what are you going to get him?" Sam asked his brother as they wandered through the packed mall.

Dean eyed the shoppers nervously. "Get who?"

"Castiel."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Nothing."

Sam sighed. "Dean, it's Christmas!"

Dean frowned. His eyes flashed over the decorations that were everywhere. Obviously. "So?"

"Dean, he's an angel, and it's Christmas."

Dean longingly eyed their destination on an arrow. Of course the closest grocery store had to be in the mall.

"Why'd you have to park all the way at the other end of the mall anyway?" Dean questioned.

"It was the only parking spot, Dean. It's Christmas."

"Yeah, yeah." Dean paused. "So... what do you get an angel for Christmas anyway?"

"Huh?" Sam slowed in surprise.

"An angel, Sam. Castiel. What do you get him for Christmas?"

"Um..." Sam fumbled, caught off-guard. "I... don't know actually."

"Well you gotta know something, it was your idea!"

"Yeah, I know... I... an ornament?"

Dean gave Sam an incredulous look. "Dude, an ornament?"

Sam shrugged helplessly.

"Do angels even celebrate Christmas?"

"Of course they do Dean, they're angels."

"Well... what if they celebrate Hanukah? Or Solstice? It's not like they've said that they're Christian."

Sam opened his mouth to retort, but shut it with a frown. He hadn't thought of that. "Well I guess not... but... most of the angel lore that we draw from is from the Christian Bible..."

"How about a sweater?" Dean stopped suddenly, holding out the arm of an ultra-festive knit sweater at one of the shops.

Sam laughed. "He does need new clothes."

Dean was about to respond when he was distracted by something across the corridor.

There stood a man with tussled hair in a rumpled suit and trench coat, staring at the twinkling decorations hanging from the mall ceiling.

Dean and Sam glanced at each other before joining the person.

"What are you doing here?" Sam asked.

Castiel settled his eyes on Sam. "I came seeking you two."

"You have a job for us?" Dean frowned.

"I came to tell you that things have been quiet."

"I guess even evil need a break," Sam said with a grim smile.

Castiel shook his head. "We think there is a plan in the works. For now... you should rest."

Dean grinned. "So... you're saying we get the holidays off, boss?"

The corner's of Castiel's own mouth turned up slightly, as if enjoying Dean's joke. He nodded.

"And that's it?" Sam asked, incredulously.

Castiel shook his head. "I have an answer to your question."

"What question?" Sam asked, confused.

The angel's eyes turned to Sam. "We do celebrate the holidays."

The Winchesters' eyes widened.

"You mean Christmas, right?" Sam asked.

"We celebrate the holidays." Castiel repeated with what might have been a smile before turning away.

"Hey!" Dean shouted, pointing at Castiel's back just before he was lost in a swarm of shoppers. "You know what you get with that attitude, buddy? Fruit cake!"

A/N: This is my response to Halcyon Impulsion's challenge to write 500 words about the boys shopping. I hope you enjoyed it! I obviously have Christmas on the brain. My first version was about three times this size, and was much more descriptive and interesting. I will probably post this version a bit later on! Please review!