"Hey, Sam. Watch this," Dean said with a smirk. Sam looked up suspiciously at his brother. "Hey, Cas! Can you come down here?" There was a rustling of feathers and Cas appeared behind Dean. Dean smiled. "I think it's time you learned to do the dishes." Little did Cas know that Dean had put a rubber band around the sprayer of the sink and was going to give Cas his first prank.
"Um okay, Dean," Cas said confused. Dean smiled larger and directed Cas over to the sink.
"Okay the first thing you do is turn on the sink. You know how to do that right?" Dean asked, smirking now. Cas rolled his eyes.
"Of course I know how," Cas said, slightly annoyed. Dean stepped back and put his hands up defensively.
"Okay, okay. Now turn on the sink," Dean said with a large smirk. Realization dawned on Sam's face.
"Wait, Cas-" Sam started, but it was too late. Cas had already turned on the water and got a full blast of it all over his trench coat and slightly on his face. Cas stepped back alarmed, but hadn't turned of the sink, so he was still getting sprayed with water. He desperately tried to block the water with his hands. He stepped to the side and turned of the sink. He turned to glare at Dean. Dean was buckled over, laughing so hard that he had tears in his eyes.
"You think this is funny, Dean?" Cas asked angrily, which only made Dean laugh harder.
"No, I..think...this is...hilarious," Dean managed to say in between laughs. Sam tried to hide his laughter. Even though he felt bad for Cas, the look on his wet face was hard not to laugh at.
Cas wiped the water off his face and said, "You better watch your back, Winchester." before storming off.
"Yeah, whatever!" Dean shouted back, still laughing. Sam stopped laughing a little and looked at his brother.
"You're not the least bit scared of what Cas will do?" Sam asked, looking at Dean seriously. Dean laughed.
"Come on it's Cas. What's the worst he can do?" Dean asked, wiping tears.
The next few days consisted of Cas glaring at Dean and not speaking to him at all. He spoke to Sam, but whenever Dean would come into the room he would glare and then poof away. Dean rolled his eyes. "It was a stupid prank. He needs to get over himself!" Dean yelled for Cas to hear. Dean was okay with the glaring as long as he wast getting pranked. It was with a shock that the next day his beloved car was covered every where with stick notes. Dean ran out as quickly as he could.
"NO NO NO. NOT MY BABY! DAMMIT CAS!" Dean yelled, starting to rip the sticky notes off. He practically growled when he saw the the inside of his car had suffered the same fate.
"You said my name?" Cas appeared behind Dean with a smirk on his face. Dean turned around, seething.
"You are going to take these all off now," Dean said angrily. Cas laughed.
"Really? That doesn't sound like something I would do," Cas said with a smirk. Dean growled and tried to grab at Cas, but Cas was gone. He reappeared inside the motel room, laughing from the window. Dean angrily began to rip the sticky notes off his baby, all the while thinking of ways he was going to get the angel back. Sam saw Cas laughing and went outside to see what he was laughing at. Sam immediately burst out laughing when he saw. Dean ignored him.
"I told you so! You didn't think Cas would do anything bad," Sam said with a grin. Dean continued to ignore him, all the while pulling off more and more sticky notes. "Dude, this is going to take forever," Sam laughed and began to walk inside.
"You're not even going to help?" Dean asked, annoyed. Sam rolled his eyes.
"You mess with the bull, you get the horns Dean. You started this. It's your own fault," Sam said and walked inside. Dean growled and kept pulling off sticky notes. He began to think of ways to get his brother back, too. By the time Dean had eventually gotten off all the sticky notes, it was late afternoon. Dean finally came back inside and slammed the door, seething. Cas looked up and smirked at him.
"Have a fun time, Dean?" Cas asked, smug. Dean gave him a death glare and lunged at him.
"You little-" Dean began. By the time Dean had reached him, Cas was no longer on the bed, but on the other side of the room. Dean angrily tried to run at him again, but Cas just poofed to the other side of the room again. Eventually, Dean got to tired of chasing him and said he was going out for food. Cas smirked with victory. When Dean came home Sam was asleep and Cas was no where to be found. Coward, Dean thought. Dean sat down and began to eat his burger while planning revenge. Dean smirked as he thought of something.