But Castiel just wouldn't budge. He said to Sam,
"He is a hazard, Sam."
"YOU'RE a hazard! You just chick-slapped me over a freakin' coat!" Castiel snapped his eyes toward Dean and countermanded,
"It is POLYESTER, Dean!"
"All right, that's it!" Dean said, angel blade in hand. He held it up to the angel's throat and he vanished, leaving an exasperated Santa running to his car and speeding away.
"Dude, you didn't have to go that far." Sam said to his brother. Dean shrugged, and they went back to the possession case at hand.
A/N: So... this was random. xp
Special thanks to Gamzee Meowkara for letting me use our conversation for this EO Drabble Challenge entry. Hopefully Castiel doesn't have another energy drink for the rest of his existence!