It's a sunny Sunday and I'm walking into town to buy more food for Demon. As I pass the Café, I spot Kentin and Armin sitting outside. Kentin looks more jittery than usual and I can smell the axe body spray from here. Damn, what did he do, drink it? I overhear Kentin say, "Alright, I should head over to the park soon. Candy should be there any minute."

Armin doesn't look away from his game as he gives Kentin a brief thumbs up, "Good luck, man."

Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. I pull my phone out and text Lysander, essentially telling him to get his ass over to the park asap unless he wants to see Candy and Kentin wearing matching dog tags.

I change directions and quickly head through the park towards Candy's place, hoping to get to her before Kentin. Luckily, Candy is easy to find sitting on a bench. "What are you doing, Little Girl?" I ask somewhat accusingly, with my arms folded across my chest.

Candy looks taken aback, "Uhhh…Kentin asked me to meet him here." She checks the time on her phone. "He should be here any minute." She looks up at me, "What about you?"

"Do you like Kentin?" Wow, looks like I'm just diving in.

"Wh-what?" Clearly she is shocked by my abrupt question. "Why would you ask me that?"

"Why are you meeting that guy?" I counter.

"He texted me and asked if we could talk. I don't know what about."

"Really? Are you really that dense?"

Candy is looking at me with hurt eyes. Damn it, where the hell is Lysander? "What the hell is your problem, Castiel?"

A new voice interrupts, "Is everything all right, Candy?" Great. Military brat is right on time.

I know this wuss is scared of me, so I turn and rise to my full height, "Back off and give us a minute."

"I-I wasn't talking to you! I was asking, Candy." I can practically hear Kentin's knees rattling against each other.

"Why don't you go play on the swings and allow the grownups to finish talking?" I sneer. Kentin's clenching his fist repeatedly and getting all huffy. Please. I would wipe the floor with this punk, I don't care how many push ups he does.

Candy jumps between us, "Calm down, guys. Castiel: stop being a jerk. Kentin: could you please give us a minute?"

Kentin sulks away before Candy whirls back towards me, "Mind telling me what the hell is going on?"

"I'm fairly certain that dumbass is about to ask you out." Candy looks shocked at this. "So, again, do you like Kentin? 'Cause if you do, I'll shut up and walk away right now. But honestly, I know you can do better."

She suddenly seems on guard, "Who-who do you have in mind?"

Why is she looking at me like that? A mixture of dread and pity. Oh. Oh shit! "No! Not me!" I practically shout. I should probably be offended by how relieved she suddenly looks. "A certain singer we both know is going to be hurt if you say 'sir, yes sir!' to military school over there."

There she goes, blushing and not making eye contact. Digging her toe into the dirt, she asks me, "Do-do you really think Lysander likes me?"

Maybe Rosalya was right. We should just lock these two in a closet. Luckily, before I can respond, a slightly disheveled Lysander arrives at the park entrance. "I'm going to let him handle that explanation." I flag down Lysander. With the way the two of them are looking at each other, it's clear I've stepped into the role of the third wheel. I pat Lysander on his shoulder, "Alright, well I've done all the damage I think I can for a bit. I'm going to head out." Neither of them even acknowledges me leaving.

Kentin is standing near the playground equipment, watching Candy and Lysander closely. "Sorry, man" I saddle up to him and smirk. "Looks like you don't have chance." Kentin calls me an asshole and stomps out of the park. Whatever. He should probably thank me for saving him the embarrassment of being rejected in a public place.

I'm almost out of the park when my curiosity gets the better of me. I sneak a look back towards the bench I left Candy and Lysander at. My face splits into a grin as I see my best friend finally kissing the girl he's been pining away for. About freaking time. I text Candy, "Don't forget to use protection."

I'm heading towards the pet store when I receive her very original reply of, "Shut up!" Hopefully being with Lysander will expand her vocabulary.

It's Monday and I'm standing on the roof of the school again. I hear the door open and a feminine voice ask, "Castiel?"

I smirk, "What's up, Little Girl? I'm surprised you managed to detach yourself from Lysander."

Smiling, she shyly pushes some hair behind her ear. "I just wanted to thank you for yesterday." Next thing I know, I'm pulled into a bear hug. "You're a great friend, Cas!"

Fuck, I can tell my face probably matches my hair, "Jeez, Ironing Board, at least stuff your bra next time you try to hug me. Give my imagination something to work with."

She pushes me away from her and playfully swats at me, "You butthead!"

"Seriously though, I am happy for you two. Just remember, if you hurt my friend, I'm tossing your scrawny ass off of this roof."

"I'll do my best to never earn your wrath. I promise," she smiles.

"Although," I step into her personal space and whisper into her ear, "if he ever hurts you, I recall you suggesting sleeping with an ex's best friend as appropriate revenge." I don't even need to look at her to know she is blushing from her head to her toes.

I'm halfway out the door when she finally snaps out of it and yells, "Castiel! You Perv!" I'm certain she can hear my laughter echoing in the stairwell.

The End