Wasn't really sure if I'd post these, they're just little warm ups. Set in an imaginary wonder land of alive Gabe, souled Sam and nothing beyond the finale of S5.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own the boys, I only own my imagination.
Piano
When it happens, it takes the older Winchester completely off-guard. Later he'll wonder why the hell he was even surprised, the actions suiting the angel so perfectly that he's a little stumped that it's never occurred to him before. The house is ancient and rotting; but as deserted as it is, there's still a varied array of furniture scattered about, abandoned to the elements.
The pianos' clear, if slightly out of tune notes, peel out into the darkness; drawing the battle-scared hunter in like a moth to a flame, the slow calm of soft music settling into his bones despite the hunt remaining unfinished.
Who knew angels could play anything other than harps?
Humour
Dean's version of simple humour is a vastly obscure concept, and as much as Castiel's gotten used to the many puzzling phrases and actions of his two Winchester charges, there are times when the Seraph finds himself utterly befuddled. No matter his best efforts.
The pair are brothers. Closer than any others he's ever seen over his many millennia, far closer than he is with his own siblings. But the vigilant and curious angel will never understand how swapping the keys of Sam's laptop around and going through the frustrating pains of remarking them is a sign of love.
Square
The equality of a square sides' length is utterly dependent on the placement of it's four corresponding corners. If they are askew and improperly measured, the shape loses it's form and it's definition.
Gabriel doesn't have the patient head of his baby brother, but the archangel has spent enough time in Heaven's armies to know whether a unit fighting together will be successful just by sight. And this little arrangement of a tired old drunk, two human boys, and one very curious Seraph is probably the strongest one he's ever seen. They are four pillars, dependant on each other to keep fighting the good fight. For the first time in hundreds of years, the archangel finds himself rooting for a side.
wax
Sam Winchester isn't usually a man that harbours vendetta's about anything short of a supernatural beat down.
But the young hunter can only be pushed too far. And Gabriel getting him drunk enough to allow his eyebrows to be waxed off is definitely too far. It doesn't matter that the cackling creature had snapped them back on with a crack of his fingers, Sam Winchester was out for blood and he wasn't going to stop until he had it.
After all, Dean has at least five pictures on his phone.
Ravage
Anger is a curious thing. Angel's aren't the emotionless beings that Dean sometimes like to imply they are. It's true that there was a time when Castiel would have been appalled to have been accused of doubt or fear.
But it's never been a secret that angels can feel rage.
Yet, it seems like the demons have forgotten this in Heaven's several century absence.
Castiel isn't ashamed of his feelings any more; he's proud of his freedom, at peace with his growing empathy, happy with his attachments.
But the old emotions didn't die with the new ones, and when the Seraph touches down in an abandoned warehouse hard enough to shatter concrete, the demons will learn what it means to fear for touching his Winchesters.
A/N: Feel free to drop off single word prompts.