Fuzzie Wuzzie Was a Bear
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The Winchesters had just brought Samandriel home to the bunker after rescuing him from Crowley.
Castiel's daughter Celestia watched them carry him in.
Celestia ran to her father and tugged on his trench coat. "Daddy, what's wrong with him?" she asked him, clutching her bear to her chest.
"My friend Samandriel is sick", Castiel told her, "He's going to stay here until he gets better".
Celestia looked at the room where Samandriel was staying and came up with a plan. She ran to her room and pulled out her crayons. She grabbed a piece of paper from the library and went to work.
Celestia got up early the next morning and went into the kitchen. She dragged one of the kitchen chairs over to the counter and crawled up on it. She reached for the cabinet.
"What do you think you're doing?" a deep voice asked.
Celestia froze and turned to the source of the voice. Her Uncle Sam was standing there.
He walked over to her and picked her up.
"I was trying to make breakfast for Samandriel", she told him, "To help him get better. I even made him a card!"
"Why don't you let me help you, okay?" he suggested.
The two went to work making eggs and bacon for Samandriel.
Sam set it on a tray and handed it to Celestia. "Don't drop it", he told her.
"I won't!" she said. She carefully walked to Samandriel's room, Sam following her.
He opened the door for her and Celestia entered the room. Samandriel was sitting up in bed.
Celestia walked to him and set the tray on his legs. She quickly ran to her room and grabbed the card she made for him and her teddy bear. She ran back into his room and jumped up on the bed. She handed the card to Samandriel. "My daddy said you were sick, so Uncle Sam and I made you breakfast. I also made you a card!" Celestia said.
"I'm an angel. I don't eat", Samandriel told the little girl.
She giggled and said, "I know that!" She turned the tray around and started eating the eggs and bacon as Samandriel opened the card. Celestia had written "Get Well Soon" on the inside and drew a picture of him, complete with wings coming out of his back.
When she had finished eating, she grabbed the tray and started to leave the room. "Oh yeah!" she said. She set the tray down and grabbed her bear. She walked over to the bed and handed him to Samandriel. "When I'm sick, I like to snuggle with Mr. Fuzzie", she told him, "I hope you feel better soon". She grabbed the tray and left the room, leaving Samandriel staring at the bear.
He laid down and fell asleep holding the bear.