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Castiels Human Adventures: BED
"Alright, Cas. It's three in the morning, you need to go to sleep." Dean said calmly, trying to convince his friend.
"I don't think I should. It's to dangerous." Castiel argued.
"For last time, Cas, there are no monsters under your bed! You're safe!" Dean shouted.
Sam snickered loudly from across the small room.
"What?!" Dean yelled.
"This is your fault you know. You're the one that told him those stories."
Dean gave Sam an unamused glare. "One….more….word….and you're dead."
Three hours earlier…
Dean made a loud sigh before closing his book and tossing it onto his duffel bag which rested against an old armchair by the door. "Well, I'm gonna go to bed." he looked over to Cas. "I'm gonna make a bed on the floor, you can take this one." he climbed off his bed and started to throw some of its covers onto the ground by the door.
"That is not necessary, Dean." said Cas.
Dean looked up at him with a small smile. "Dude, you're human now, remember? Humans need sleep." He pointed out.
Within minutes he had made two beds; one for himself and one for Castiel. Castiel sat on his bed as both brothers climbed under the covers of their own.
Sam stretched out his arm to flick off the light switch on the lamp when he saw Cas. "Aren't you gonna go to sleep?"
"I…." Cas blushed and looked down. "don't know how." he said admittedly.
Dean squirmed under the covers, resting his head on his hands so he could look at Cas. "Okay, I'll teach you."
Cas looked up at Dean hopefully. "Alright, I shall try."
"Great." Dean said dryly. He pulled his duffle bag towards him, pulling out a t-shirt and shorts and throwing them at Cas, they landed in his lap. "First, you need something comfy to wear, so go change into these."
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Moments later, Castiel exited the bathroom, wearing Deans clothes. His legs and arms were white because of all the time spent in a suit and trench coat. He looked down at himself and then back to Dean for approval.
"Yeah, that's good."
Castiel made a small smile and then went to sit on his bed.
"Well, this is simple, get under the covers and get comfy."
He pulled the covers up as he climbed into the bed, released them, letting them fall onto him.
Dean examined Castiel "Are you comfy."
"I believe so." He answered quietly. "Now what?"
"Uh…close your eyes and relax."
Castiel shuffled under the bed sheets and closed his eyes. "Am I relaxed now?"
"Dude, how am I supposed to know if you're relaxed? Just….if you're comfy, and trying to, uh….relax, then you will fall asleep."
Castiel nodded in agreement and continued to 'relax' on the bed. "Am I asleep yet?"
"Cas, if you were sleeping you wouldn't be talking to me." Dean pointed out.
"I do not understand this 'sleeping' theory of yours."
Sam snickered to himself "Maybe you should tell him a story."
"Dude, I haven't told a story to anyone in….almost twenty-four years. And I'm not going to start with someone that's older than me." Dean said, slightly annoyed.
"It might help." Said Sam.
"Yeah, Dean, it might help." said Castiel, pushing for a story.
Dean sighed and went to sit by Cas. "Sam," He looked towards his brother "You owe me for this. Now, Cas, try to fall asleep while I tell the story. Once upon a time, there were three goats….."
* * * * * * *
"Are you saying that there are monsters under objects such as bridges, or tables, or beds?" Castiel asked fearfully.
"Well, according to the story, there are monsters under bridges." Dean joked to himself "But don't worry, it wanted to eat a goat. Not a person." he looked at Sam who had an I-can't-believe-that-you-just-said-that look. "But hey, you'll be fine."
"Dean, check if there are monsters under my bed." Castiel asked Dean.
"Dude, there are defiantly not-"
"CHECK." Castiel said firmly with a glare.
Dean made a loud sigh and bent over to look under the bed. "No monsters. Are you tired now?"
He shook his head furiously "No. Can you tell me another story?"
"One more, but you need to go to sleep after this. Once upon a time, Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall…."
* * * * * * *
"AND HE BROKE? JUST LIKE THAT?"
"Cas, he was fine."
"BUT HE FELL OFF OF A WALL!" He shouted at Dean. "Dean, these stories have been an excellent learning experience."
"Learning experience? In what?" Dean questioned.
"I know now that it is not safe to sit on walls."
"Right…"Dean looked away from Castiel.
"But I have also learned that these beds are not safe. Or comfy. I shall stay awake."
"Cas, I told you, humans need to sleep. And those beds are safe! Why would you think that they're not safe?" Dean said to Cas, hoping to convince him to go to bed.
"Do you even know how dangerous sleeping is?! I could fall off the bed and break into a trillion pieces! Or, if I do survive," Castiel paused to gulp "I could be eaten by a monster that's waiting under my bed…" he finished his sentence whispering.
"Dude, you are not gonna fall off the bed, and if you do, you're sure not going to break OR get eaten by a monster, because there is NO monster under your bed!" Dean yelled at Cas, not even believing that someone could be this afraid of bedtime stories.
"How do you know that I won't break on impact? Have you ever tried?"
"No, Cas, I haven't tried, but I know you won't. I promise."
Castiel examined Dean closely, waiting for the slightest flicker of doubt to move across Deans face. "Okay. But you need to check under the bed first."
Once again, Dean bent over to search the underside of the bed for monsters. "No monsters. And like I said before, they only like goats." Dean said, hoping that reminding Cas about goats would come over as reassurance.
Castiel watched him, suddenly his eyes grew wide. "Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"My trench coat looks like a goat."
"Cas, you're not even wearing your trench coat. It's over there, on the chair." Dean pointed to Castiels beige trench coat which rested on one of the armchairs.
Cas turned his head to the coat, taking Deans comment into consideration "What if it can track my scent from my coat, and then finds me and eats me?"
"Cas, it's not going to find you. Or eat you."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. Alright, Cas. It's three in the morning, you need to go to sleep." Dean said calmly, trying to convince his friend.
"I don't think I should. It's too dangerous." Castiel argued.
"For last time, Cas, there are no monsters under your bed! You're safe!" Dean shouted.
Sam snickered loudly from across the small room.
"What?!" Dean yelled.
"This is your fault you know. You're the one that told him those stories."
Dean gave Sam an unamused glare. "One….more….word….and you're dead."
"Okay," Sam held his hands in the air in surrender "I'm done."
Dean finished glaring at Sam and looked back to Castiel. "Cas, you are completely and utterly safe."
Castiel squinted at Dean. "I will go to bed under one condition."
"Great!" shouted Dean "What condition?" he asked
"Stay up tonight to keep watch incase something comes."
Dean sighed in defeat "If I stay up….will you promise that you will go to sleep?"
"Yes."
"Okay. But only for tonight."
"Great!" Castiel said with a smile, reaching over to turn off the lamp himself. "Good night." Castiel said in the darkness.
"Good night. Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite."
"Bedbugs?"
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