AUTHOR'S NOTE - This little one shot is inspired by something that we were talking about over on the forums on the Order of Castiel thread, and I got inspired to write this ... I hope you like it ...

CASTIEL AND THE FANGIRLS!

"Sam! Pssst - Sammy! You awake, dude? Because if you're not - WAKE UP!" Dean yelled, throwing the pillow from his bed at the sleeping form of his younger brother in the bed nearby.

Sam stirred groggily, before saying - "Dude, seriously! What are you waking me for?"

"There's someone creeping around in the bathroom! I heard them!" Dean hissed quietly, with some obvious alarm.

"What?" Sam asked, turning around to listen carefully.

Sure enough, there came the sounds of quiet rustlings from inside the en suite bathroom.

Sam turned back to his older brother, eyes wide, as Dean held one finger to his lips in a shushing motion. He rose from his bed, the knife from under his pillow already in his hand, before stealing quietly across the room, brandishing the knife in front of him in a fighting stance. All of a sudden, he dropped his arm, letting the knife hang freely from his side, before he turned to Sam, with a merciless smirk on his handsome face.

"What? What is it? Who is it in there?" Sam asked his brother warily.

"It's Castiel! Come have a look!" Dean said, beginning to laugh now.

"What? It's Castiel! I've seen him before!" Sam said, even as he padded across the room to join his brother.

At the sight of Castiel, Sam began to laugh himself.

"Castiel, what the hell are you wearing, dude?" Sam asked the beautiful angel in disbelief.

The angel at least had the grace to look embarrassed, cheeks flushing pink in his embarrassment.

He mumbled something incoherent about it being an Easter Bunny costume.

"I can see that, Cas, but why?" Dean asked, between gasps of breath and laughter.

"The fangirls made me do it!" Castiel mumbled.

"The fangirls? Why?" Dean asked next, leaning on his brother for support.

"They thought I would look cute in an Easter Bunny outfit. They held me down and everything. They made me do it, Dean! I'm an angel, this is embarrassing!" Castiel said, averting his perfect blue gaze to the floor.

"You do look kinda cute, though, Cas!" Dean said, acually leaning forward to pinch Castiel's cheek in an affectionate manner.

"Shut up Dean, or I'll smite you!" the angel said. "I couldn't escape those fangirls Dean. They even set up threads on the internet, with the intent to plan out ways to make me dress like this!"

Dean and Sam were laughing so hard at the unfortunate angel, they could barely stand upright.

"Where's your clothes, Cas?" Sam asked. "Are they underneath that costume?"

"No, the fangirls took them and hid them where I couldn't find them!" Castiel said, looking a little wide eyed at that.

"They took your ... oh Holy mother of all that is holy!" Dean said, between bellows of laugfhter.

"Oh, come on, Cas, let's find your clothes!" Sam finally took pity on the beleagured angel by saying.

"I can't! I can't go out like this, Sam! people will see me!" Castiel said, horrified, finally looking up to meet Sam's gaze head on.

His blue eyes were wide in their horror, laking him look leven more like an adorable puppy than ever.

"Dean, lend him some clothes - you're nearer to his size than I am!" Sam told his brother, grinning hugely.

Dean was laughing too hard to respond, but still he went to fetch some clothes to lend the still flustered looking angel.

Not long after Castiel had changed into Dean's clothes - which still were a little big for the angel, being of a much slighter build than Dean - the seemingly offending - at least to Castiel item of bunny shaped clothing was burnt on the angel's request.

Then they set off in Dean's trusty Impala to find Castiel's hidden clothes ....

THE END