It was late december and it was castiels first christmas. as an angel he never really thought about it. He knew that jesus's birth date was really in October but now it didn't seem to really matter when his birthday was. It did matter that he was with his friends. castiel had insisted on putting up a christmas tree in the main room of the bunker the despite deans protests. so last week sam had gone out in an attempt of finding the perfect sized christmas tree and brought it back to the bunker. Sam and cas decorated it with things varying from air freshener to kitchen utensils.
One early morning the two men, prophet and ex angel plus the king of hell were snuggled and at home in the men of letters bunker. Cas was woken up bye deans yelling and banging on everybody's door.
'Wake up sleepy heads! up and at em!' dean yelled at the top of his lungs.
Cas raised is head groggily off oh his pillow and quickly put it back down again groaning at the early morning disturbance. The next thing he knew his bedroom door swung open and dean walked up to the bed and ripped the sheets off.
'Cas… ' he said 'Caaas?' dean pried.
dean quickly got annoyed at the ex angels lack of speech and grabbed his arm and forcefully pulled him out of bed like sammy did when they were kids. Cas screamed and fell on the floor landing right on his ass. Now he was fully awake.
'What the hell dean?!' he yelled but not really meaning it.
deans face was like a five year olds at christmas. suddenly sam's face popped in through the open door.
'It snowed last night…' sam said blandly
'And you know what that means?!' dean yelled
'snow ball fight.' sam said like he was completely done with life.
'snow ball fight.' dean confirmed. 'Come on Cas we've got some spare jackets and boot's in the closet, put them on and meet us out side.
Though reluctant Castiel did as he was told and put on the winter gear and made his way up the stairs to the bunker's door. As soon as Cas opened the door deans voice rang out.
'INCOMING!'
Before he could react castiel was hit right in the face with an icy cold snowball. He stood there for a moment contemplating what the purpose of the game was until he finally got it.
'Oh that's it!' he yelled and scooped up some snow in his bare hands fashioning it into a snowball and threw it right at sam's face.
'Oh it's on!' sam yelled and quickly teamed up with kevin and began making a fort while kevin made snowballs while laughing like the kid he was.
Castiel ran over to dean and did the same as the other team laughing the whole time.
Over their laughter they heard a faint yell from the depths of the bunker.
'Hey why can't I play?!'