First things first.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL! ALL RIGHTS BELONGS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS OF THE SHOW!
And here is the Prologue for my this year's Supernatural Christmas Story.
I hope you will like it and I hope it gets into the perfect Christmas mood :3
Chapter 1 will follow tomorrow, the epilogue the day after tomorrow.
And I hope there aren't too many spelling or grammer mistakes, since I translated this story from german into english
(and this one was a pain in the butt to translate ugh)
And I would appreciate feedback very much :)
Silent Night
Prologue
He had wanted to spend a quiet and calm Christmas this year.
There were no monster activities and even the angels and the demons were quiet since a good week.
So what could militate against a calm, peaceful Christmas?
Only he and his little brother Sam…
No Christmas tree, no decorations, only he, Sammy and the television program (which would probably be one of the many football games they loved to watch together) and a cold beer and maybe one or two pieces of Christmas sweets, since not even a Dean Winchester could resist the taste of sweet Christmas cookies. Perhaps there would also be the one or the other small Christmas gift.
Nothing big: A porn magazine here, a bottle of whiskey there; nothing special.
He had everything already planned out perfectly in his head.
But then everything had come quite differently...
Now stood a huge Christmas tree in the corner of the living room (of course, with many colorful gifts underneath), and there was Christmas decorations almost everywhere and the entire bunker was beaming like a freaking neon sign!
And to whom they owed all the fuss?
Gabriel of course!
Who would otherwise get the idea to hang mistletoes everywhere?!
Or to cover the beds of the two brothers in kitschy Christmas linens?!
Or put a huge buffet with Christmas treats up in the kitchen?!
And then there were those ugly Christmas sweaters that looked as though grandmother Winchester herself had made them...
And discreetly was something else!
Dean growled again which felt like the hundredth time that night, as he looked at the ugly motive of his bright green sweater: Rudolf the reindeer, with a huge red pompom for a nose and of course there had to be antlers with pesky, little bells on them, so you could hear him already ten miles upwind. Even from behind the ugly thing didn't look any better, since a huge lettering with the words "Team Rudolph!" was written down there.
His brother Sam didn't look any better, because the young Winchester also wore one of these kitschy sweaters.
His was bright red with a green Christmas tree in the middle, which was not exactly discreet and which started at his stomach and went all the way up to his chest. You could even hear Sam ten miles upwind, because the decorations of the tree were also small bells. On the top of the tree shone a giant golden star and on the back was written a large "Merry Christmas!".
Even Castiel had caught it, because even the clumsy angel wore one of those Christmas sweaters. But his was not so bad. At least on his sweater didn't hung annoying bells which began to jingle with every goddamn step!
Castiel's sweater was still quite harmless compared to Sam's and Dean's.
His was dark blue with a row of snowflakes and reindeers and the inscription "Happy Holidays" stood on his back.
Dean almost envied him for his sweater, because he didn't look so seldom stupid, like he himself...
But all grumbling and growling wouldn't help him.
He and Sam had tried to replace the sweaters with normal clothes several times, but whenever they had undressed, Gabriel had snapped his fingers (with a sardonic grin on his face) and had ensured that the sweaters were back in place again.
So the two brothers had simply inserted in their fate.
Whoever had let the Archangel through the door, Dean would kick his ass!
But Gabriel was not the only guest.
Kevin and Charlie had also joined the event and helped the Trickster in the kitchen, by preparing a few plates for dinner. The atmosphere was relaxed and even Castiel had exchanged his normally stoic facade with a smile and laughed carefree with the others. Even Sam was wearing a permanent smile on his lips. A smile, that Dean had missed so much all these years. A smile that made Sammy look like the little boy he once was.
Half an hour later the scowl on Dean's face was gone and had been replaced by a broad grin.
They all sat at the large table in the library and were eating the festive menu Gabriel had made for them. There was a roast goose with many side dishes, spicy punch and for dessert lots of sweets like Christmas cookies, fruit bread, wonderful tarts and cakes (at the sight of the cakes Dean's eyes had widened and when Gabriel had pushed a huge apple pie in his direction, the hunter could have given the Archangel a big bear hug, so gorgeous it tasted).
After dinner the six had made themselves comfortable in the living area.
Since it was already pretty late, they decided to spend the rest of the night in front of the television, but even that became boring quickly.
Charlie was the first of the six who started talking.
"The day was really wonderful. And you're a terrific cook, if I may say that Gabe."
The Trickster grinned mischievously at the young woman and waggled his eyebrows.
"Thank you for the flowers Charlie."
She giggled and before she could blush she cleared her throat and quickly went on.
"What do you think if we top that tomorrow?"
The others looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked and you could clearly hear the skepticism in his voice.
"Not far from here there will be a Christmas market. It is not very big, but it is very beautiful there. What do you think?"
Silence.
Everyone seemed to think about the young woman's words for a moment.
"I think this is a great idea."
Ironically it was Kevin who said these words, which surprised everyone in the room, because the Prophet was rather the shy type.
"I can only agree with Kevin. We have been through so many bad stuff in the past few months, I think we deserve a break like this more than ever," Sam said.
"Yes, and also it would be a nice little experience for our two angels. I don't think you two were on a Christmas market before, right?"
Gabriel grinned at Charlie again, and he folded his arms behind his head.
"I have visited such a market from time to time. Little Cassie here on the other hand has never seen one. I can very well remember that Sam and Dean had to teach him the human Christmas Traditions just one year ago."
The two brothers chuckled and Castiel looked away, but his lips also graced a gentle smile at those memories.
"I would definitely say yes to this Christmas market," the Trickster said and he looked at the others who agreed with him by nodding their heads.
Only Dean was still skeptical.
"We really want to go to a Christmas Market with a Trickster and an angel who doesn't know much about human behavior? I don't know if that's such a good idea…"
"Come on Dean, it won't be that bad."
"Listen to your brother Dean-o. I am not so bad and I promise you that I will restrain myself. And I will keep an eye on little Cassie all the time."
The older hunter raised his eyebrow, looked at Castiel and then to Gabriel, who still had this big grin on his face, which simply couldn't mean anything good. But he also knew that Gabriel would go to this market so or so and so he agreed with a long sigh coming over his lips.
Someone had to keep an eye on the Trickster and besides...he liked the prospect of a peaceful, harmonious day with his not so ordinary family.
That would be definitely an interesting day...