Benefits of Frying Pans
"Dear God, more Disney movies?" Dean couldn't help but say as he walked into the room where Castiel had been marathoning more Disney.
"Hello, Dean." The angel spared the hunter a glance before turning his attention back to the screen. The television showed Rapunzel singing and dancing with the lowlifes of the Snuggly Duckling.
He smiled at the sight. It was true that the movie held only the barest details of the original story, but he had come to expect that from Disney. There was still great entertainment to be had from the quirky characters and wonderful songs.
"Geez, all of these princess movies are going to turn you into a bigger girl than Sam." Dean was muttering behind him.
"Technically, I have no gender." Cas felt the need to remind him.
The hunter snorted. "Pretty sure you're a dude, Cas."
Cas sighed. He really didn't feel like getting into this argument right now. After all, he had reminded Dean several times in the past that his vessel was not necessarily him.
Castiel turned his attention back to the movie. Actually, since this movie had started, there was something that had occurred to him.
"You and Rapunzel have the same eyes." Cas couldn't help but comment.
He could hear the sounds of Dean's indignant splutters. "Dude, you can't just compare a guy's eyes to a princess."
Cas didn't respond as Flynn fought off soldiers with a frying pan.
Frying pans seemed like they were really useful. Maybe he should carry one around.
Castiel silently cursed. Who would have thought that these witches would enslave ghosts?
Dean and Sam had gone after the witches, taking his angel blade to help take them out, as bullets had proved to be inefficient. However, he and Charlie had not been expecting the ghosts to attack.
The redhead gave a frustrated grunt as she clicked her gun. It was out of bullets. They had not been able to locate any iron implements to make them disappear, and they were also out of salt. They were surrounded, but at this point using his Grace to eradicate the ghosts would be a waste of Grace. They needed a weapon.
Suddenly, Cas became aware of a weight in his pocket. He blinked. He had almost forgotten that he had slipped one into his coat after that movie, but due to the power he had placed on his clothes, he hadn't even been aware of it.
A slight smile crossed his face as he pulled it out.
With a single swing, he took out half of the ghosts with his iron frying pan.
He could almost hear Charlie's jaw drop. With his new weapon, he easily dispelled the ghosts.
Now that they finally had a moment to breath, he turned to Charlie, who was staring at the frying pan. "Where on Earth did you get that?" She lowered her gun.
"I forgot I had it in my pocket."
She stared at it for a moment. Then, she slowly started to laugh.
The angel smiled a bit at the sight of her laughing. It was a great contrast to just moments.
"Oh my god." She finally started to calm down. "Tangled?"
"Yes." Castiel felt pleased as she got the reference.
Charlie took the pan from his hand to study it just as the first of the ghosts flickered back. With a overhand swing, she took them out. She grinned down at it. "I've got to get me one of these!"
With the help of the frying pan and passing it back and forth, they managed to hold off the ghosts until the boys had finished off the witches and broken the spell keeping them on this plane.
When they joined back up with the Winchesters, Sam looked down at Cas's hand, a puzzled expression on his face. "Cas, what's up with the frying pan?"
Both of the boys looked confused as Charlie burst into laughter and Cas gave a huff of laughter.
AN: Just a cute little something. Frying pans are awesome, especially as they're shown in Tangled. It seems like the perfect weapon against ghosts.