What Did I Say?

"Dammit Cas!" Dean says getting into the front seat of the Impala, beside his brother, Sam. He turns around to look at the angel in the backseat. "What did I say about moulting in Baby?!"

Cas looks at Dean with a forlorn expression. "I am sorry, Dean," he says shamefully, looking down at the ash coloured angel feathers strewn about, covering the leather seat. "It's almost winter, and I cannot prevent it."

Sam looks between the two of them, he sees a loose feather on one of Cas' now visible wings and plucks it off for him. Whenever Cas moults his wings become visible, so Dean and Sam are now used to seeing them as it has happened multiple times. Dean glares at him. "Don't encourage him, Sam!"

"Dean," Sam says. "Cas can't help the fact that his wings are moulting. Cut him some slack." Then his nose itches and his stomach drops. "Oh, crap."

Dean looks at Sam in slight alarm. "What?!" he asks.

"I'm gonna sneeze!" he yells out, and as Dean reaches over to cover his little brother's nose, he sneezes, sending Cas' feathers everywhere, even into the front seat with the two of them.

When the feathers settle Dean looks between his brother and the angel, not amused, while Sam is trying not to laugh as some feathers are sitting in Dean's hair.

"You two!" Dean says angrily pointing between them. "Are cleaning this up!" That's when Sam reaches over and removes a feather from Dean's hair, and Dean glares at him before stepping out of the Impala leaving the two of them in total anger filled silence. "I need a beer."

Sam and Cas look at each other before erupting in mass amounts of laughter, hearing a distance angry groan coming from Dean.

I got this idea while watching SPN and thought it would be a cute little one shot. I am more then happy to get suggestions to write more, but I am fine with just having this one! Thanks for reading!