A/N: Hello everyone! How's tricks? Today's rule is another wonderful suggestion of the very wonderful ArtistKurai. Enjoy!
11. If you bring an animal into the bunker, you clean up after it. (Dean Winchester)
Dean was walking passed Cas' room but backtracked when he heard a bout of high pitched mewling coming from within of which, if they belonged to Cas, he would be very disturbed about.
"Cas?" he called and knocked on the door.
"Please wait a moment!" Castiel shouted back with a hint of nervousness in his tone.
The hunter frowned when he heard Cas hushing something before finally coming to the door. The former angel only opened it just enough to poke his head out and Dean instantly noticed the small scratch on his left cheek.
"What can I do for you, Dean?" Castiel asked.
"I thought I heard something…" Dean said trying to look around Cas, but the smaller man followed his trail of movement.
"The bunker is quite big and old, I'm sure you could have heard anything" Castiel replied calmly.
"Uh-huh" Dean said as he raised an eyebrow. "Where'd you get that scratch?"
"It's not a scratch. I cut myself shaving."
The response sounded far too rehearsed for Dean's liking.
"What's going on, Cas?" Dean said as he folded his arms across his chest.
The former angel of the lord shuffled anxiously on his feet and bit his bottom lip.
"Cas…" Dean droned out like a parent trying to coax a confession out of a child.
"Promise you won't react in an aggressive manner?" Castiel asked, not meeting Dean's eye.
"I promise."
Castiel finally stepped aside and Dean immediately entered the room and started looking around. He froze next to the dresser when he spotted two small balls of fluff hiding under the bed which started mewling at him.
"What are they doing here?" he asked with annoyance.
"They're just helpless kittens, Dean" Castiel said as he went and picked them up. They started pawing at his top. "I found them on the street cold and hungry…"
"Is that pee? Cas, they've peed on the floor!" the hunter pointed out. "And there is hair everywhere…you gotta get rid of them."
"But Dean, I can't just turn them away. I promise I'll clean up after them! I may not be an angel anymore but I still want to help creatures who need it. Plus, they looked at me like this" Castiel said imitating the expression with wide and saddened eyes.
"I understand that, Cas, but I'm sorry, that doesn't work on me" Dean said with a slightly disgusted face.
"Are you sure? Because I imagine part of the reason I'm currently living here is because I looked at you like this." Castiel repeated the longing face.
"Dammit" Dean cursed himself. "Fine! As long as you clean up after them and don't expect me to get involved then do whatever you want!"
"Thank you, Dean!" Castiel beamed and nuzzled the kittens into his cheeks.
"Yeah, I'm a freakin' saint" Dean mumbled.
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