Milk
This is the start of a collection of ficlets and oneshots of Supernatural.
Some will be just little ones that show the characters being goofy, others will be fluffy, and a few may be full on lemony-goodness :D
Summary: Cas get's back after buying some milk.
"Cas, dude, you were only supposed to go buy one carton of milk. What did you decide one wasn't enough? Had to buy a cow's worth?" Dean looked up at the crates stacked 3 high on the table of their motel in Texas, each contained 12 cartons of milk. Therefore they had 36 cartons, "Or did you want to help at the homeless shelter and donate some milk?" He smirked at the angel, who was standing on the other side of the table, his bewildered face half visible over the pile of milk.
"You said get some milk. You didn't specify the amount. I used the money from your card to buy it. Like you told me." Cas spoke slowly as if weighing his words as he spoke. He reached up, took the top crate down and set it onto the part of the table that wasn't piled with more milk, he opened the crate and took a carton offering Dean one, Dean declined, and opened his own, draining about a quarter of the carton before resting it on top of another carton of milk.
Cas smiled, a smile that you only smiled when you had a private joke. Dean looked at the angel,
"What are you smirking at?" He asked, surprised, Cas rarely smiled on his own.
Castiel's smile widened,
"All in all it came to about $400" he said and flashed away.
"MOTHERFUCKING ANGEL OF THE FUCKING ALMIGHTY GOD OF SOME CRAP. I THOUGHT ANGELS WERE SUPPOSED TO BE GOOD, NOT FUCKING RUN UP YOUR FUCKING CARD" Dean roared and kicked the decorative wall the partitioned the living room and kitchen/dining room. The wall dented.
"Jeez Dean, what's got you jack up?" Sam emerged from their shared bed room. Dean glanced at his brother, then the dent in the wall, suddenly regretting his short rage, they'd have to pay for the damage, another $100 on top of the $150 a night.
"Cas is a son of a bitch." Dean commented. Sam raised an eyebrow at his brother,
"Isn't that your favourite insult for Cas?" He said amused, "What's he actually done?" Sam asked, trying not laugh at the rage on his older siblings face.
"The son of a bitch ran $400 on my card." Dean said, his voice sulky, "And all he brought was 36 cartons of milk." He snatched the carton of milk Cas had already started drinking and drained it.
Sam laughed, "Dean, you've got about 50 other card with about $1000 on each, what's your problem?" He laughed harder at his brother stupidity.
"You back to your books, nerd" Dean sulked, opening another carton of milk sipping some whilst slouching to the cupboard to get a donut.
