SPRING LAMB
WOW: neck. A duo of drabbles exploring Castiel's thoughts about spring.
Disclaimer: I don't own him!
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Of all the seasons, Castiel liked spring most.
Seeing the world coming back to life after the grip of winter seemed somehow divine.
When the first soft zephyrs of spring tickled his nose and caressed his neck with their fragrant breath, he loved to watch the first bumblebees taking to the air, and the first spring flowers poking their tiny colourful heads above the ground.
Castiel spent a lot of time outside in the spring because the world was so beautiful…
And because it was a damn site better than being stuck inside with the Winchesters fighting over spring cleaning the bunker.
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Team Free Will leaned casually against the parked impala and gazed across the landscape.
"I love spring", Castiel announced, a smile playing on his lips. He paused momentarily, watching a pair of little lambs gambolling around their mother in a neighbouring field.
"Look at those lambs", he enthused; "so full of joy. Everywhere you look, there's newborn lambs, busy little honeybees, baby rabbits and fluffy, newly-hatched chicks. It's a magical time."
Dean took a sip of his beer and sighed, rubbing his neck absently as he turned to his brother and the smiling angel.
"Thanks Cas. Lambs, honey, rabbit, chicken ...? Now I'm hungry."
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A/N: I just wanted to post my thanks to 'Katie Shimkus' who has favourited dozens of my stories recently. Her account is not set up to receive PM's, so I haven't been able to thank her personally. So this is me saying 'thank you, Katie Shimkus, for your support'.