Cassidy R: Ello lovers! Another story for the Supernatural fans!
Dean: Bay...
Cassidy R: I know! I know! Don't be like that Dean!
Dean: I have no choice darling. You're getting out of control.
Cassidy R: Just this last one.
Dean: * Sighs* Fine.
Cassidy R: Yay! Anyways this Castiel's Human Handbook that Sam and Dean give him. The pairings are sometimes Destiel and CastielxOC. Depends on the chapter. This is a series of drabbles. Some connected. Some not. Again depends. Well enjoy! Oh and I don't own Supernatural. Senor Kripke is!
Chapter One: The Handbook
Pairing: None
Sam's P.O.V.
I can't believe they're at it again. Dean knows he's had a sheltered life.
"Cas, it's called SPACE! Do you know what that means?" Dean yelled at the angel.
"I-"
"No you don't!" he continued on.
I sighed. It's not his fault. He just doesn't get humans. Hey. I got an idea. I stood up from laptop and grabbed my bag. I rummaged through a little until I found what I was looking for. A tiny notebook and a pen. I sat back down and started my work. Dean continued yelling at Cas about space. Calm down you big baby. He walked on you taking a crap. Big whoop. I've done it. And he calls me the bitch.
"Dean, calm down," I sighed. "It's not a big deal."
"It's a big deal Sam. He needs to learn not to invade the bubble," Dean replied.
"What bubble? I see no bubble around you Dean," Cas said blankly.
I choked back the laughter. Dean looked like he was going to explode. Dean let out a breath and sat on his bed. If he didn't let out that breath, his head would've exploded. I chuckled at my joke. I could imagine explaining that to the innkeeper. I continued my work. After about an hour I was done. Dean was fuming on his bed and Cas had a blank expression.
"Here Cas," I said holding out the notebook.
He grabbed it and looked at the cover.
"Cas's Human Handbook?" he said uncertainly.
I nodded.
"Yep. Those are the basic rules to prevent Dean from showing his bitch face," I said.
Dean flicked me off. I brushed him off. Cas flipped through the book.
"You can add some along as you wish," I said. "Think of them as Cheat Sheets."
"Cheating is wrong," Cas replied.
Sigh. Castiel.
"Stop being so literal Cas," I told him.
"Did you cover body space?" Dean asked.
"Yes," I answered. "Well Cas. What do you think?"
"I think it will be handy on learning how you humans maneuver around each other," Castiel said.
That's an interesting way to describe it.
"Well good idea Sammy," Dean said.
"Cas?"
He looked up from his-probably- new favorite book.
"Yes Sam?"
"May I see that?" I asked politely.
He handed it to me and I chucked it at Dean's head. Right on target.
"OW! DAMMIT SAM!" Dean hissed rubbing his now red forehead.
"I told you. Sammy is a chubby twelve year old," I said lightly. "Sam."
"How about Bitch?" Dean suggested sarcastically.
I hit him with my pen.
"Jerk,"
"Abuser,"
"Cas,"
We both looked at him. I should've put in there 'When Dean and I are throwing insults its not wise to add your name to the mix'. Dean looked at him weirdly.
"Cas, sometimes you are so slow," Dean grumbled.
"I think I'm rather fast," Castiel said.
Wow. Dean started laughing psychotically. He sounded like a drowning puppy. This whole apocalypse thing is getting to him. Cas looked at him with a mixture of confusion and wonder. Probably has never seen Dean like this before. I sure haven't. Let's hope this Handbook works.
Chapter End!
Cassidy R: See? I have this!
Dean: That's what you always say.
Cassidy R: Anyways! Leave suggestions on what you want Cas to have in his Handbook! He's like a little Angel Sponge!
Cas: *Nods*
Cassidy R: Ciao for now!
Dean: Reviews give you me. Oh yeah.