He'd taken to drawing the character even more now. He was almost offended with himself, but what could he do? He'd liked the caricature before he'd learned it resembled a certain annoying archangel, and he wasn't going to drop it just because it looked like Gabe used to. Of course, then he started drawing it as if it was Gabriel, and then he kind of accepted it shamelessly.
It was cute, in a way.
He'd draw the 'person' (he still refused to accept that he was drawing a archangel because it was really a boy.) doing silly things or in strange poses - sometimes to amuse himself, and others for practice.
That's the great thing about him, Sam thought one day as he decisively sketched the boy conversing animatedly with a donkey, he's very versatile. He gets into all sorts of situations. Sam smiled to himself as he completed it with a small speech bubble from Gabriel ending some ridiculous account of a prank that was no doubt true.
But it wasn't always humorful. It could be quiet and thoughtful, too. If Sam was feeling like practicing with lights and darks, or simply less comical art, he'd do it.
On another page he'd drawn the boy looking a bit forlornly from the roof of an old church adorned with snarling gargoyles. The boy was sitting straddled on one, looking over an oblivious city caught in a grey and windy day (it was all in pencil, so of course it would be grey, but Sam hoped he rendered distasteful weather well enough), small silhouettes of people walking the sidewalks below, hunched against a drizzle and the winds, some with umbrellas, all in long flapping coats.
The next page he'd adorned with (finally!) a winged one. He'd decided against asking Castiel if archangels actually did have three pairs of wings, and instead, gave the drawing just one pair. He suspected it was three pairs total, however many they wanted visible at will (Which he annotated besides the drawing), but he'd decided on two wings because they were much more individually expressive and the boy had a funny, laid back sort of pose, probably sightseeing in a dis-attached, entertained sort of way, amusing himself by pointing out the sort of silly things humans did or said. Since it didn't take up the entire page and Sam had neglected to draw in a background of any sort, he went along and added some more drawings around the edges. Underneath he drew a short four panel comic in which Gabriel was introduced to candy when a random person stuffed a lollipop into his mouth and he swooned.
Sam snorted, then, with a sigh, put it away. Dean was getting back from a hunt with Cas, and he wanted to make some food so that Dean wouldn't get the angel to snap up some pizza. He was thinking pasta.