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Another cute-filled chapter here- It's Christmas time!
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Bobby stared at Gabriel and Gabriel stared back at Bobby. The little Archangel was sat on Sam's knee, while Bobby was perched on his sofa. They looked at each other for about another five minutes before Bobby broke the silence.
'What'cha do this time, Dean?' the older Hunter asked Dean, who raised his eyebrows defensively.
'Me? For once, Bobby, I didn't do this!' Dean held an arm up in the air, careful not to dislodge Castiel, who was looking wide eyed around the room.
Bobby turned to the youngest Winchester. 'Sam?'
Sam shook his head, and, out of eyesight of Gabriel, pointed downwards. Bobby's eyes widened.
'Come on, Sam. Why the hell would Gabriel turn himself into a four year old?' Bobby was sceptical.
'Me didn't do it!' cried Gabriel, crossing his arms, using his well-worn pout.
'Gabe didn't want to turn himself into anything; he was trying to turn Cas into a baby. Cas chanted something and they both ended up like this.' Dean shook Castiel slightly, who giggled.
Bobby sighed and sank back into his chair. He ran a hand down his face. 'I'll buy it. What do we do now?'
Dean shrugged. 'We don't know how long this'll last; we just got to look after them 'till it goes.'
Bobby nodded. 'Well, you're all welcome to stay, God knows I could use the company.'
'Thanks, Bobby' Sam nodded at his surrogate father in thanks.
Castiel suddenly exploded into high pitch laughter, making Dean jump. He had no idea what the tiny angel was laughing at, but it made him smile all the same.
'Well, he's been more vocal in the last five minutes than he has been since I've met him.' Bobby looked at the beaming baby, eye twinkling. 'Give him here'
Dean looked sheepish. Bobby looked at him, indignant.
'Boy' he started, moving his ever present baseball cap so he could get a better look at Dean. 'Your Daddy left you two rugrats with me more times than you've had hot dinners. I think I can hold a baby'
Dean looked ashamed. 'You're the man' he muttered, gently passing Cas over to Bobby's waiting arms.
Bobby smiled down at Castiel, who looked up at him with his big blue eyes. 'Well, you're a lot cuter now than when you were grown, yes you are!' Bobby cooed.
He looked up at Dean. 'Well, we got a four year old in the house and it's nearly Christmas. I better got fetch the decorations outta the basement.'
Sam grinned and jiggling his knees, making Gabriel laugh and hold on tightly to his legs.
'Really, Bobby? You don't normally celebrate Christmas-' Sam started.
-'But we were hoping you'd change your mind this year.' Dean cut in, looking hopefully at Bobby, who smiled at him.
'You soppy date' snorted Bobby. He turned back to look at Sam. 'Christmas is normally a family affair, and since you two grew up, I've got no family. It'll be nice to do it this year.'
Dean grinned like a four year old, putting Gabriel to shame.
Bobby stood up, gently making sure Cas didn't fall. Castiel stuck out his tiny arms and dislodged Bobby's hat, making it fall to the floor.
Sam and Dean both gasped. You didn't touch Bobby's hat, not even when he was sleeping- they had learnt that the hard way.
But, to their surprise, Bobby just laughed. 'You little tyke- not much of an angel now, are you?'
He handed Castiel over to Sam, who cradled him close. Cas suddenly sneezed, making Sam jump. He looked down at the baby in his arms and gently wiped his nose with the sleeve of his shirt.
Dean grinned, watching his brother. He knew, if it ever happened; Sam would make a great father one day.
'Boy' Dean looked at Bobby, saluting.
'Yes sir' he said in military fashion.
'You can help carry the decorations up-'
'Me help! Me help!' Gabriel launched himself off Sam's lap, running as fast as he little legs could carry him, following Dean and Bobby out the door.
'Me want to carry something!' he whined, looking up at Dean.
'All right, little man, you can carry something' Dean picked him up, earning a squeal of happiness from the small angel.
They made their way down the steps, past the Panic Room, before coming to another room. A note, handwritten in crayon, proudly read 'The Christmas Cupboard'
Bobby flipped the switch and Dean looked around in awe.
'It's just like when we were kids!' he gasped, fingering a wreath hanging from the wall, eyes scanning over bright, albeit slightly dusty decorations. A tree stood proudly in the corner, still as green as the day Bobby brought it.
'Untouched since the day I packed it in here.' Bobby told him, moving over to grab a box, which looked like it was stuffed full of tree decorations. He looked down at Gabriel.
'Your gonna have fun putting this lot up' he told him, passing Dean a box. He filled Gabriel's arms with carrier bags of wall and ceiling decorations before hanging the wreath around his neck.
Gabriel grinned and ran back up the stairs, yelling 'Look, Sam! Look what I got!'
Dean laughed softly and waited while Bobby grabbed the tree, bear hugging it. They made their way up the stairs, dropping their load at Sam's feet in the living room.
'It's all how I remember it' Sam grinned, pulling a streamer from the bag Gabriel had brought up. It was bright red with yellow snow patches; he turned it in his fingers, remembering Christmases gone by.
Bobby gently kicked him on the leg, breaking him out of his reverie. 'This lot's not gonna put itself up, you know.' He smiled.
Gabriel immediately started screaming again. 'Me! I wanna help! Me!'
'Yeah, Gabriel, you can help!' Sam was happy with Gabriel's enthusiasm; it had been a long time since he had seen someone as excited about Christmas.
Gabriel, his little eyes flashing looked up at Dean, who looked down at him proudly.
Bobby looked between the two brothers. 'Well, I have to say , this makes a welcome change from you two bickering all day'
Dean looked over at Sam; Maybe Gabriel was achieving what he had set out to do all along.
Castiel broke the moment, however, when he let out an almighty cry, tears streaming down his face.
'He'll want feeding' Dean muttered, taking the tiny angel from Sam. He fished around in his bag for the bottle, dislodging a jar of baby food. He looked at it for a second, before putting the bottle back.
He unscrewed the lid, dipping the small orange plastic spoon that came with it, into the mushy food. He held it near Cas's mouth, who, obviously had never tasted baby food before. Cas stuck out his tongue, before opening his mouth wide and letting Dean put the food in.
'That's it, good boy!' Dean praised him, loading up the spoon again. 'Num, num' Castiel giggling and Dean wiped away a small amount of food from the side of his face, trying to feed him again.
Sam, Bobby and Gabriel watched, as though in a trance, before Bobby cleared his throat.
'Like I said- these decoration's aint gonna put themselves up!'
Gabriel tore his eyes away from his little brother, looking up at Sam. 'Me wanna help!'
'We'll put the streamers up first' Bobby instructed. 'Sam, you take that end and I'll grab the other end-'
Dean looked up from feeding Cas.
The next few hours were sure gonna be fun.
The next chapter will be full of fun and cuteness- decoration time!
Thanks a lot for reading!
Next chapter is up soon...
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