Day 10: With Animal Ears

Title: Don't Be Such A Pussy

Summary: It's Halloween night, and normally Dean would be excited to gather up as many succulent treats as possible. But when Gabriel forces him and Cas to have matching costumes, he just wants this trip to be over as soon as possible

Notes: A crack fic at its finest, my dear readers. Also, I'm sorry (no, I'm actually not), but I just had to put Sabriel in this. I didn't plan for it to happen, honest; it just…bled into my writing.

So, a fallen angel, two hunters, and an archangel go trick-or-treating...

Sounded like a joke, didn't it? Well, unfortunately for Dean Winchester, this "joke" was his life.

"I swear, if I had holy oil right now..." Dean grumbled as he sluggishly walked down the street, causing Castiel to shoot him an apologetic glance.

"C'mon Slow-pokes," Gabriel said, skipping merrily down the block with a plastic pumpkin bag clutched in his hand, "We got fifteen hundred more houses to go through!"

Dean's eyes widened, "Tell me he's joking," When Cas shook his head, Dean looked over at his brother, who was still fruitlessly trying to remove the moose antlers that Gabriel had mojo'd stuck to his head, "Sammy, go control your candy-addicted boyfriend before he kills us from exhaustion and diabetes."

"How?" Sam demanded, finally giving up on his impossible task, "Put him in a candy rehab center on Halloween?"

"Yeah, you're right," Dean sighed out with a shrug, "I forgot you don't wear the pants in the relationship."

Sam shot him a venomously glare while Gabriel just stopped, glancing back at them with a toothy grin, "Actually, Sammy wants me to wear pants as little as possible. Isn't that right, Bullwinkle?"

"Shut up." Sam replied, warmth flooding his cheeks despite the frigid night air.

"Why are you such a party-pooper tonight, Dean-o?" Gabriel asked, arching an eyebrow, "As I recall, you were the first one on board with my plan to ransack the rich neighborhoods for sweets."

"That was when I thought I'd get to pick out my own costume." Dean reminded him sourly, motioning at the cat ears that were perched on his head and the long tail attached to his jeans, "I wanted to go as something cool like John Wayne or Darth Vader."

"Oh come on, Dean, don't be such a pussy," Gabriel teased, earning a glare from the eldest Winchester, "Besides, it's not like I picked that out for you. Cassie wanted to be a cat, and you know how couples always have matching costumes."

"Really?" Dean challenged with an arched eyebrow, "Thor and a moose? How's that matching."

Gabriel smirked, "You obviously didn't know how much of a slut the god of Thunder was."

"Says the trickster god that had babies with a goat." Sam snorted.

"It was a stallion," Gabriel corrected him with a pout before a smirk lit up on his features as he added with a waggle of his eyebrows, "And besides, it was the heat of the moment."

Sam glared at him, "You're not funny, Asshole."

"On the contrary, my dear Samantha..."

As the couple began squabbling, Castiel captured Dean's hand and gave it a squeeze, saying lowly, "I apologize for making you dress as a feline with me."

Dean sighed, giving him a tight smile, "Don't worry about it. And besides, never apologize for anything, alright? When in doubt, always blame your brother. Like how I do with Sam."

Cas smiled, "You know, you're lucky Gabriel didn't actually turn us into cats."

"Don't pretend you wouldn't enjoy that, Cas," Dean teased, "You almost love cats as much as bees."

Cas shrugged, "I love all of God's creatures."

Dean arched an eyebrow, "Gee, way to make a guy feel special."

"Come on, Dean," Cas said with an eye roll, a smile tugging at the angel's lips as he added, "Don't be such a pussy."

Dean slung his arm around his boyfriend and laughed.

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