Chapter Four
Characters: Sam, Dean, Castiel, Gabriel
Dean opened his eyes. The room was cold, much colder than usual. He hastily walked to the bathroom. He washed his face and brushed his teeth. He went outside, only to immediately start shivering. He looked around in amazement.
Snow.
Tons of snow. Snow covering the pavement, snow covering the cars, snow covering everything. Dean stayed dumbfounded for a while, before running inside, to his sleeping brother.
"Sammy! Wake up! You gotta see this!"
Sam reluctantly opened his eyes.
"Dean, leave me alone." He muttered.
"It's snowing!" Dean said with excitement.
"Really? It hasn't snowed in a long while." Sam got up and walked outside. The cold air hit his face, and he retreated back inside with a shiver.
"What do you think?"
"What do I think of what?"
"We haven't played snowball fight in a long time." Dean smirked.
"Dean, we are not going to play snowball fight. We are grown up men." Sam huffed.
"Come on, I know you want to. You know you want to."
"We will look like idiots playing with snow at 7:00 AM."
"At 7:00 AM everyone's sleeping, idiot. Come on, let's have some fun before the drama starts and we have to kill demons."
Sam thought about it for a while. He then raised his hands in defeat.
"I surrender. We are going to play, but only for a while."
"Awesome!" Dean ran inside to get dressed with warmer clothes.
"I have to be the grown up here, Jesus..." Sam walked inside to get dressed. He put on a scarf and a pair of gloves. Dean ran outside, fully dressed.
"Come on, Sammy!" He shouted.
"Don't you think it's a bit weird for people to see 2 grown men playing? Maybe we should get more people to play so we don't look like we are married?" Sam said.
"Ew! Alright, call Cas."
Sam went inside and grabbed his cellphone.
"Cas, hey. Can you come over here? We are in Bobby's House. And bring some warm clothes too."
"Warm clothes? Why?"
Sam sighed.
"Uh, Dean wants us all to have a snowball fight."
"Um, okay."
Suddenly, Sam heard a shouting on the other line.
"Did someone say snowball fight?!"
"Gabriel, no no no no. Give me back the phone!" Cas struggled with Gabriel, and eventuallyGabriel was holdingthe phone.
"Hello, handsome."
Sam groaned.
"Ugh, Gabriel. What is it?"
"I heard you were going to play snowball fight."
"Yes, we are. And no, you can't come."
"Someone has to teach Cassie here how to play."
"We can teach him just fine."
"Come on, I haven't played that game in ages!" Gabriel pouted.
Sam sighed once more.
"Fine, you are welcome to come and play."
"Sweet!"
Gabriel hung up the phone.
"Cassie, do you have any gloves and or scarfs?"
"No?"
"Neither do I."
Both brothers stared at nothing for a while.
"We can always steal some."
"Or we can always get some from the Winchesters."
"Oh, that too. But stealing is easier.
"Gabriel."
"Alright fine, princess. Let's go."
Sam placed the phone back in his pocket and turned around. Cas and Gabriel were behind him.
"Hey, guys."
"Hi! Do you happen to have any scarfs and gloves?" Gabriel sad.
"Uh, I'll check." Sam checked the closet, and gave each a pair of gloves and two scarfs.
"Nice."
The three walked outside. Dean was collecting snow for his snowballs.
"Oh, hi Gabriel."
"Yeah, hi. So, shall we start?"
"Yeah. I am with Sam, and you are with Cas." Dean said.
"Ooh, Angels vs Humans. Interesting." Gabriel said.
The teams split up. Gabriel and Cas made a short wall of snow, and hid behind it.
"So, Cassie, do you know how to play snowball fight?"
"Um, I don't think so."
"Well, you make balls out of snow and throw them at Dean's face."
"Okay."
Cas grabbed some show, made it into a ball and threw it on Dean, who was beginning to walk. The force made him fall face first on the snow. San started laughing.
"Dude, we haven't started yet!" He said, getting up and blinking the cold snow off his eyes.
"Nice shot, Cassie!"
"Thank you."
The Winchesters made the same little wall, and hid behind.
"So, here's the plan, Sammy. We make a crap ton of snowballs and throw them at Gabriel's face. I take on Gabriel, and you try and take on Cas."
"Try? Dean, I'm not a little kid. I know how to snow an Angel."
"No, you don't." Dean patted him on the back. Sam huffed.
"Whatever, lets make the snowballs."
Both teams began making snowballs. The first snowball was thrown by Dean, which landed on Gabriel's hair.
"My hair, you dick!"
"Sorry, you are free to destroy my hair too."
Cas threw a snowball, just as Sam was laughing. It landed right in his face.
"Ouch." Sam said, spitting out snow. He threw a snowball and hit Cas' coat. Gabriel threw a snowball and hit Dean in the face.
This continued for another hour. Bobby finally woke up and stepped out, watching two humans and two angels practically killing each other.
Gabriel and Dean were fighting on the snow. Gabriel had Dean shoved on the ground, and was covering him with snow, while he was getting multiple punches from Sam, and Castiel was trying to drag Dean out of there. Bobby heard the words "you ruined my hair" from Gabriel, and Dean's desperate attempts to apologize. He laughed and went back inside, leaving the boys to have fun while they could.