Dean shut off the laptop and leaned back in his chair. He stretched as far as possible to get the blood flowing again and get the stiffness out of his muscles. He winced when he realized how sore he was; maybe it wasn't such a good idea to play Skyrim for 16 hours straight.
Dean sat back up in his chair, and as he did so he saw Cas walk by the open doorway. Dean grinned mischievously as he had the most beautiful idea ever.
Dean crouched down, silently following behind Cas. So far so good; he hadn't been detected yet. Dean waited until Cas had walked into the middle of the room and stood up. Cas turned around when he realized Dean was there, and Dean waggled his eyebrows at Cas.
Cas' big blue eyes searched Dean's questioningly and he arched an eyebrow at Dean's peculiar behavior. "Dean?"
Dean sucked in as much air into his lungs as he possibly could. "Fus…"
Cas tilted his head to the side, trying to figure out what Dean was up to. "What are you doing?"
Dean let all of the air in his lungs out at once. "…RO DAH!"
Cas stood stunned as every article of clothing was ripped from his body and flung throughout the room behind him. Cas could feel his face heating up and he quickly covered up his angel bits. He gave Dean a stern look. "Dean, that wasn't funny."
Dean, who was laughing his ass off on the floor, managed to stop laughing long enough to reply. "I never thought that would actually work! Oh man I haven't laughed this hard for a long time!"
"Hey guys, do…uh…" Sam walked into the room and saw a blushing, naked, and very embarrassed Cas, and Dean laughing hysterically on the ground. He smiled and shook his head before leaving the room.