Another motel, another hunt, another day. That's what it pretty much boiled down to anymore. Except NOW they had an ass-kicking angel. Yes, he was just about as insightful as a desk lamp. Without a light bulb. And Yes, he is very blunt and the words personal bubble didnt exist to him. Nonetheless it was good to have him there. Ahh down time, ya know the time of the day when you first get up and you really just wanna sit there and take it all in? yeah..no this was not one of those moments. Dean, who was singing in the shower.. loudly I might add, and Sam watching the news like a good little nerd. Sam was also surfing the web for info on their hunt, but as soon as he looked back at the television to see what the weather would be like he looked just in time to see it get changed to the pink panther.

"what the..?" Sam flicked the recall button and was about to continue doing what he was doing..until this time the Scooby Doo theme song was playing and then he noticed something..dean wasn't singing anymore."Geeze Sammy! I could have slipped in the shower and you wouldn't have even noticed that I was dying from internal bleeding. Way to be. Little brother" Dean deadpanned. "Im sorry? I don't know the right way to respond to that..anyways why cartoons? Dean looked almost hurt as he answered. "Do you not remember me waking you up every Saturday morning so we could watch these? Its like our past time Sammy." Dean said happily as he turned his attention back to the television. Well…he would have if not for Castiel.

" AH! CASTIEL! No zapping! No angel mojo! Simple rules..simple rules cas." Dean shot a icy glare at Sam who was still laughing that he screamed.

"I apologize for making you scream De-" he was cut off by a hand in his face.

"WHOA WHOA WHOA! Who screamed? Not me! I let out a… startled yell." Dean clarified to Castiel who wasn't even listening to him anymore.

"CAS! Whats the point of you being here if your not even going to listen?"

"Why I came here is not of import Dean." Castiel said his eyes still fixed on the screen.

"What do you mean its not of import? Its always of import when you show up!" Dean yelled furiously

"Castiel..were you bored?" sam asked dryly with a subtle smirk.

"I don't think its something that simple Sammy." Dean said.

"As I said, it is not of import but yes i was having a hard time trying to occupy my attention with something productive."

"So to cure boredom..your going to watch horrible 90's reruns? Sam asked him.

"I find them fascinating. Children can sit and watch animated, mindless animals talk and do absolutely nothing for hours and its still categorized as entertainment."

"Hey!" Dean yelled "They aren't that bad. Take Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles for example..that's where I first started learning how to fight demons. Mostly from dad, but it all had to start somewhere right?" Then Sam jumps in "Yeah Dean" he deadpans. "I remember having to be your test dummy for every stupid thing you saw on that show!"

"Heh, yeah. Anyways..do you wanna watch that one?"

"No thank you Dean..I do not think I would enjoy watching adolescent reptiles." Cas said innocently.

"I think the only good show I ever liked back then was Rugrats. That was always pretty decent." Sam said as he was getting up and heading into the bathroom. "I know why you got upset when I said what I did" Castiel started as soon as Sam had shut the door to the bathroom. I hadn't realized that something as trivial as 'Horrible 90's reruns' meant something to you sentimentally." Dean looked at him for a second before he smiled. "Cas its alright. They are just cartoons, nothing gutwrenchingly sad about you saying the truth about cartoons. One of them I remember made it seem that obsession is ok. I do believe that show is why we have so many stalkers in the world." Dean said as Castiel cocked his head to the side in confusion. Castiel stated simply "Dean I don't understand." he sighed as he went to the fridge and took out a beer and mentally prepared himself for the rest of the day.

"Castiel. I think we should take a trip to the 90's. Whatta ya say? I don't think your gonna get the concept any other way." Castiel smiled brightly as he gripped deans shoulder which sent a certain warmth through dean that he really couldn't explain. "WAIT! Gotta write a note for Sammy so he doesn't have to worry about us." a few short seconds after, he and Castiel set off into the past to explore the one of the best decades in history. (a/n sorry guys..i'm biased ^^)

Sammy,

Took cas down the yellow brick road to find the true meaning of Christmas and cartoons. Be back later and while I'm at it I'll pick you up a yo-yo. They don't make them as good as they did back then huh? Anyways see ya.

-Dean