God dammit, Gabe, that song was not to be taken litterally.
Enjoy the crack!
Castiel looked incredulously at his older brother. Sure, he had done some very pointless things, but this took the "cake" (though Castiel was sure that if that cake were real, Gabriel would have eaten it already). "Brother, why are there men falling from the sky?"
"Well, the funny thing about that," Gabriel grinned at his younger brother honey-slow, looking for all the world like the cat that was about to get the canary, "I heard it in a human song on something called Youtube and thought that if this could work for girls, it would work for you!"
"So now there are human males falling from the sky." Castiel deadpanned.
"I call it..." Gabriel paused, grinning like the Cheshire cat, "Raining men."
Castiel sighed and then looked over at two in particular. His eyes widened, "The Winchesters have fallen from the sky as well?!"
"No, Cas, it's raining men!" Gabriel whined a little before going to the two boys' sides. "Now choose one!"
"Choose one for what?" Castiel looked at Gabriel, tilting his head like an oblivious puppy.
"A date!" Gabriel clapped.
His brother looked at him blankly, "No."
"But you have to!" Gabriel said. Then he smiled, looking for all the world like the cat who licked up all the cream. "Orrrrr... I'll tell Luci on you!"
Castiel gave him a look, breaking character quite uncharacteristically, "Okay, really? Gabriel, what the fuck."
Gabriel gasped, "Your first curse word!" He wiped an imaginary tear from his eye, blowing into a pink handkercheif (Castiel had long since stopped questioning the random shit appearing and disappearing), "My baby's growing up!"
"Don't we get a say in this?" Dean looked at the two angel brothers in amusement. Who knew that they were similar to human siblings? Sam was too busy laughing at the absurdity of the situation to ask.
"NO."
"Gabriel, cease the falling of these frail human males from the sky."
"It's called RAINING MEN- Oh, I give up!" Gabriel just threw his hands up and pulled Sam to his feet, "I'm choosing your man for you! Now me and Sam are going!"
"Wait, wha-"
And now they're not important to the story anymore as they went to make awesome yaois with each other.
By now, Castiel has gotten fed up with the random references in the above text as he doesn't understand and feels a little left out. "Dean, what do all these things mean?"
"It means that a bored teenager with no life is writing a fanfiction about us at midnight." Dean says casually as he slings an arm around the angel's shoulders.
"How do you know that?"
"She's in the screen above us."
He points up at the glasses clad dork currently typing this.
Oh! You guys can see me?
Um.
Hi.
I'm new here.
Uh.
...
Pay no attention to the girl behind the curtain!
Castiel tilts his head, confused, "But you're not behind a curtain..."
Dean just laughs.
What Castiel learned that day:
(Cat metaphors make everything a million times better.)
(Gabriel and Youtube should never meet.)
(Authoresses are weirdoes.)
(The cake is a LIE, no matter what Sam says.)
(DEAR GOD, DON'T LOOK AT THE YAOIS. THEY BURN.)
