thanks for the reviews guys!

it's hard to write about star wars when you've only seen it once like a decade ago a;skjdlsadkl i don't know how i feel about this one

2 more prompts in my head, but don't expect fast updates

Cas stared solemnly at the pair of neglected books lying on the floor of the Winchester household. It somehow slipped that he had failed to see Star Wars when Dean made a comparison of Anakin and MacBeth.

So, now, here they were watching the Star Wars trilogy on the floor of the Winchester livingroom. Cas couldn't help but notice the impracticality of it all. He tried to hold his tongue, he found out just how important it was to Dean that he watch this when he tried to go to the bathroom during the opening crawl ("Pee on your own time, Cas, this is important!"), but there was only so much a man could hold in before asking questions.

"Dean, I don't understand what that creature is saying," Cas said, pointing at the tall, hairy creature on the t.v. screen.

"No one does, Cas," Dean assured, waving his hand dismissively. Cas stared intently at the t.v., trying hard to pay attention to detail. After awhile, though, he felt a pair of eyes giving him the same amount of attention he was to the movie.

"Dean, I can't watch the movie when you're looking at me like that." Cas said as he turned to meet green eyes. Dean coughed awkwardly before suggesting he go make some popcorn. Moments passed before Cas felt his phone go off.

Dean made his way to the kitchen, exhaling deeply as he went to find popcorn. He hoped Cas was at least enjoying the movie since he clearly wasn't understanding it. Dean was pretty sure Cas wouldn't hate the movie, which was good. Cas would probably say something smart and analytical like, "Although I did not fully grasp the concept of the plotline or the characters, I did appreciate the effort it took to create such an extravagant movie, especially in that time period." Dean snorted because, yup, that's exactly what Cas would say followed by a few big ass words Dean didn't understand.

Dean's train of thought was broken by the sound of Cas laughing, causing Dean to drop the bowl of popcorn and practically run into the livingroom yelling "WHAT SCENE?! WHAT SCENE?!" His face turned red when he saw Cas talking on his phone.

"DUDE!" Dean exclaimed. He was mad, he really was, but Cas gave the most apologetic looks Dean has ever seen with his stupid blue eyes. "You're missing the best part you know," Dean said, crossing his arms and looking down at his best friend.

Cas creased his eyebrows. "Dean, you have said that about at least ten scenes already."

"That's 'cause they're all the best scenes!"

Cas rolls his eyes, smiling slightly. "I am sorry, Dean."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Dean muttered, unable to really get mad at Cas. "But you better be off that freaking phone when I get back with the popcorn." And with that, Dean headed back to the kitchen.

Cas sighed before bringing his phone back to his ear. "Listen, Anna, I'm going to have to call you back ... Yes, I - no I'm fine, Dean just really wants me to pay attention to this movie ... Well, we were, but he found out I'd never seen it before and- ... Yes, I realize how late it is ... I don't exactly know how long these movies are ... the third, I think ... No, they're both working right now ... OK, I have - Anna I have to go. I'll see you at home. Bye."

"Pay attention, Cas, this is my favorite part!" Dean scolded as he reentered the livingroom, a bowl of popcorn in hand.

"You're never this focused when we're studying," Cas pointed out with a playful smile.

"Just shut up and watch the movie," Dean huffed. Cas nodded his head and turned back to the television as if his life depended on it. He had hopes of redeeming himself because of that phone call. But either Cas missed something, or he was really ill-witted when it came to pop culture movies, because the movie became harder and harder to follow.

"What is that bulky, green thing keeping that woman hostage?"

"Jabba the Hutt."

"Dean, that's not a hut."

"Hutt, as in H-U-T-T."

"Oh. Well, what's a hutt?"

"I dunno, uh, whatever Jabba is."

"Who is that little green creature?"

"That's Yoda, Cas."

"I really don't see the significance of that tall, hairy creature being apart of their garrison."

"Dude, Chewbacca is a total badass!"

"I have an inclination that it carries a foul odor with it."

"Oh my god, Cas."

Finally, the credits rolled and Dean turned off the t.v. He turned to stare at Cas intently, inhaling sharply, waiting for the verdict. Cas opened his mouth and closed it before opening it again, trying to be careful in choosing his words.

"I still don't understand the concept of the force."

"It's just the force, Cas."

"What exactly is the force?"

"It's the thing Jedis have."

"Are the Jedis the army men in black and white suits? Dean? Dean, where are you going? I was trying to be funny! Dean!"