Well...heh, this chapter got a bit away from me. It's an actual chapter length chapter instead of slightly more than a drabble but not long enough to be considered a chapter chapter!
Hooray!
I might have had some tea myself. And about zero sleep. Don't mind me.
This chapter probably makes no sense, but I had a hell of a lot of fun with it!
Enjoy!
Anyone with a brain could tell that Dean wasn't cut out for the college life. Someone had failed to tell Castiel this though since the other teenager was currently sprawled out on Dean's bedroom floor showing college brochure after college brochure to Dean.
"Cas, you realize I'm not goin' to college right?" Cas looked up at Dean, blue eyes wide, a piece of chocolate halfway to his mouth.
"Says who?" Cas finally asked, popping the chocolate into his mouth and sucking on it. Dean tried not to stare at the shape of his mouth as it moved with his tongue, moving that piece of chocolate around.
"Um...everyone?"
Cas frowned and sat up, folding his legs underneath himself as he looked up at Dean who was perched on the edge of his bed.
"The only person I've heard say you're not going to college is yourself Dean. You're perfectly capable of improving your grades."
"It's not something I'm cut out for."
Cas rolled his eyes and devoured another piece of chocolate, "You are Dean. Don't you want more for yourself?"
Of course he did, after high school though he was done with school. He didn't want anything more to do with school. But Cas was planting ideas into his head; maybe he could be something more. Maybe he could do something more.
Damn Cas and his big blue eyes and soft hair and...not going there.
"I dunno Cas. I'm not too keen on doing more schooling after high school."
Cas 'hmmphed' and sipped at the mug of tea Dean's mother had made for him. It was Cas' first time over at the Winchester house and Mary had instantly taken to Cas, they'd been yakkin' away in the kitchen like old friends before Dean had intervened.
"Anyway, can we get to the point?"
Cas blinked up at him, "What was the point?"
"Plotting our revenge against your evil brothers Cas. That's what."
"Right."
The day before Misha and Gabriel had locked Castiel and Dean in Cas' bedroom, a box of condoms and bottle of lube on the table by the bed. They'd even gone so far as to nail the window shut, not that Dean had been fond of the idea of jumping from a window located on the second story with nothing to soften his fall but the ground.
He had maybe entertained the idea for about an hour, but he wouldn't have. Instead, they'd sat in awkward silence until Jimmy had taken pity on them and let them out. Dean never wanted to sit in a room with Cas like that again. Sure he liked Cas, would like to do things to Cas, but he didn't think Cas wanted to. Why would he? Cas was Cas and Dean was Dean, he totally didn't deserve Cas.
Cas deserved some other geeky nerd that would understand what the hell Cas was talking about. They could have their geeky sex and geeky babies and live a geeky life.
Dean was thinking too much into this perhaps.
Cas though, didn't seem bothered at all. He was probably used to Misha and Gabriel pulling pranks on him, probably nothing of the sexual sort, but pranks nonetheless.
"So, what can we do as revenge?" Dean was already thinking and plotting. Wondering how he could do the things to Cas' brothers that he usually did to his own brother. Cas simply lowered his mug of tea and popped another piece of chocolate into his mouth. At the rate he was going Dean was going to be out of chocolate in a few minutes.
The sweet tooth was apparently a Collins genetic trait.
"I already know what to do Dean."
"You do huh?"
"Yes."
"What then?"
"You'll see." Dean raised a skeptical eyebrow and Cas rolled his eyes, "I've grown up with Misha, and Gabriel is my brother too. I think I know a little something about pranks."
"Well, let's get a move on then."
An hour later Dean was trying to wrangle a hyperactive Castiel away from the trees he so badly wanted to climb and tried to get him to focus on walking back home.
"Cas! Get down from the damn tree! You're not going up there!"
Cas actually giggled and tried to dislodge Dean from where Dean was hanging on to Cas' ankle, "But I like it up in trees Dean. You can see everything!"
"You won't be able to see everything if you fall and break your neck!"
Cas scoffed and tried to dislodge Dean again, "I won't fall. Haven't you heard Dean? I'm an angel."
Another bout of giggling reached Dean's ears and he tried really hard not to laugh himself. In the months he'd known Cas, he'd never heard him laugh, or seen him so carefree and loose.
"Christ." Dean gave Cas' leg another tug and finally managed to get him down from the branch he'd been clinging to. Cas took hold of Dean's hand and promptly started pulling Dean down the street towards home and his brothers where they would exact their revenge, a plan to which Dean was still not privy too.
They finally made it back to the Collins' household after another fifteen minutes of Dean chasing after Cas through the park when Cas caught sight of another tree that he just had to climb. Who knew Cas would like climbing trees so much?
Cas burst in through the front door with a shouted, "I'm home assbutts!" Which resulted in Misha, Jimmy and Gabriel turning around as one on the couch and gaping at Cas.
They all watched as Cas toed off his shoes, kicking them off to some destination in the dining room and managed to get one arm free from his coat while the other got stuck on something, Cas then proceeded to spin in a circle, trying to free his captured arm.
Dean caught Cas before he could make another revolution and make himself sick, tugged the coat free and suddenly had an armful of hyper Cas.
"Thank you Dean." Cas muttered against his neck, giggling again as his feet slid out from under him, socks having no traction on the hardwood floors. The motion pressed their chests together, caused Cas' arms around his neck to tighten and for Dean to throw an arm around Cas' waist to keep him from face planting.
All the while, Gabriel, Jimmy and Misha watched, eyebrows climbing higher at each passing second while Halo continued in the background, forgotten.
"The hell did you do to him?" Jimmy finally asked.
"Nothing." They probably thought he'd gotten Cas drunk or something, which he hadn't. If it was half this entertaining though, for Cas to be drunk Dean was going to have to try it at some point.
"Well you had to have done something."
"He just had some tea...and chocolate." Jimmy groaned and clapped a hand over his eyes while Misha sank down on the couch, laughing.
Gabriel grinned, then shook his head at Dean, "You don't feed Castiel sugar and caffeine...that's like...feeding the gremlins after midnight!"
Misha howled with laughter, Cas giggled and Jimmy shook his head mournfully.
Cas suddenly spun out of Dean's grip and took a running leap over the back of the couch, landing on Misha with an 'oof'. The chaos that followed ended ten minutes later with Cas, Misha and Jimmy in a pile in the middle of the living room floor while Dean and Gabriel picked up the game of Halo that had been forgotten on the TV.
Dean couldn't tell which limb belonged to who in the pile but there was a mumbled, "Stop moving, m'comfy." From Cas at one point.
"He's crashed I think." Gabriel muttered as Dean managed to blow him up with a wayward grenade.
"Yep."
A few minutes after that, Jimmy and Cas were disappearing into the kitchen to get everyone drinks. Which Dean later learned that Cas had spiked Gabriel's and Misha's with Ex-Lax when the two were fighting over the one available bathroom, Jimmy having locked himself in the other one to help Cas out.
"You're a bit of an evil genius under that nerd disguise, you know that?" Dean muttered to a half passed out Cas.
Cas hummed and shifted until his head was resting on Dean's shoulder, "Glad you think so."
Dean grinned and rested his own head against Cas' and watched South Park reruns while Cas dozed and Misha and Gabriel yelled in the background.
