Festive Days
"You have to wear the hat Cas." Dean pulled the red hat over the angels head. "It looks good."
Castiel frowned. "And this is traditional?"
Dean nodded. "Yeah.., tell him Sammy!"
Sammy sat back in his chair, feet propped up and beer in hand. "Oh yeah, very traditional."
Castiel looked in the mirror and pulled the hat over his ears. "I do suppose, it is rather festive. Are you going to wear one?"
"Of course." Dean pulled his own hat over his head.
"Where's my hat?" Sam asked.
"I got you a special one..." Dean grinned and dug in his duffle bag. "Close your eyes."
"Really dean?"
"Just do it you grinch."
Sam rolled his eyes before shutting them. "Jerk."
"Bitch." Dean pulled out the headband like deer antlers and slid them onto Sams head. "Open them."
Sam looked at his reflection. "Really dean?"
Dean smiled proudly. "It suits you.
Sam rolled his eyes. "Whatever..."