Sam Winchester and Dean Winchester were sleeping sound in their beds with gumdrops and rainbows all up in their heads. Or whatever. When a man in a red suit came into their hotel room with a grin a big sack full of goodies. Now this is not your typical gift bearing holiday man. This one came with a tree in his fat, red bag. Not only did he bring presents, he brought Christmas too. He scurried as quiet as a mouse with marshmallow feet as he filled the room with all of the traditional Christmas crap you could ever dream of. He was hanging up his last paper snowflake on the ceiling when-
"What the fuck are you doing?!'' Sounded from behind him. A tired and confused rock music and pie lover was sitting up in his bed.
''SSSHHHH" yelled the red hatted man quietly. "You're going to wake Sam!". Dean stared at the man with a look of pure 'are you shitting me right now' The hunter stood up and walked closer to the man hushedly shouting at him "Whats with the Santa suit Cas?"
"I just wanted you to be happy and have Christmas like most humans" Castiel Claus whispered dramatically, purely and truthfully to Dean.
And Dean Winchester's heart grew three sizes bigger that night
and then him and the angel made out and had a sexy egg nog bath
THE END