How to Get and Angel Laid- A Supernatural fanfic
Chapter One: Urgent Business
Castiel Novak was an angel of the Lord. He was all powerful, yet his charge was the irresponsible womanizer Dean Winchester. Over time, Cas had started to become human. He even lost his powers. This story is how he succumbed to his human side.
One bright October day, Cas had decided to ask Sam about his "urges". So, Cas threw on his trademark trench coat, his suit jacket, his black slacks, and his shined dress shoes. As Castiel walked through the streets of Salem, Massachusetts, he earned a number of stares from the girls. What sluts, he thought; Father should have smited their sorry asses a long time ago. He wondered what it would be like to smite someone. A girl with long black hair dropped a napkin with numbers on it on his lap. What ever could this be? he wondered, It's probably some slut code. I'll have Sam look at this when I get there. Cas approached the Red Rose Motel, where Sam told him they were staying. Room 7. Cas knocked on the door. Sam emerged in a black tank top and red flannel bottoms.
"Cas? What're you doing here?" The angel gave him an emotionless stare, as always.
"Sam. I require your assistance with something."
"What do you need? Oh, you need to know how to use the toilet? Well, you just sit on it and-" Cas cut him off. "SAM! No, not the toilet!" The angel's face looked like a red Christmas light. "Oh," Sam said, "Come on in then."