Hey guys it has been a while. I hope everyone is well and thank you to all of the readers who have been supporting my work, it truly means a lot. I have two updates for you regarding these prompts. I did this one a while ago just forgot to upload, I know I'm awful! Also, been planning the next parts of The Case that Changed it All. I have been busy entering writing competitions etc So explains my long absences at the moment. Anyway I will get these two uploaded. Thanks in advance to readers and hope you enjoy x

The sound of shuffling feet filled the enormous living room. Next came the scrapping of chairs on wooden floor boards and clinking of cutlery. Then the pairs of eyes became glued to their individual plates as forks began to nudge around the dry chicken and dig through the rubbery, meant to be mashed potato. The silence was suffocating.

Despite being a thrown together family and the strong bonds they each shared they never talked at the dinner table. It was like an unspoken rule that dinner time was for eating only; a way to recharge before heading out on another hunt. However, a voice broke the silence.

'So… how is everyone?'

All of the eyes shifted to Castiel as if he were insane.

'Why are you all staring at me like that?'

'It's just we never talk that's all,' Sam offered as an explanation.

'Yeah I mean even as kids me and Sammy never talked to Dad about our day even when he was with us at dinner time. Half the time we would just rip through the boxes of junk food he brought back for us and that would be that,' Dean chipped in before he casted his eyes back down onto his plate.

'Well I think it would be good for us to start having conversations like a proper family,' Cas retorted, 'How about you start Alseya, how was your day at school?'

Alseya looked up from her plate eyes bright.

'It was really good. I uh did a painting of a bunny for Easter. And we had music in the afternoon which I really enjoyed. How was your day Castiel?'

'It was pleasant.'

'Pleasant? Brother please you got your ass kicked by a group of vampires I hardly call that pleasant' Gabriel piped up as Cas shot him an annoyed look.

'What about you Celeste? How was school?'

'Fine I guess. No one died.' Celeste did not give Castiel any eye contact.

'Celeste had a really good day. She wrote a beautiful poem in class. It was just the walk home that wasn't so great,' Iofiel explained as Celeste growled.

'I can speak for myself thank you.'

'Well you were taking your time.'

'Girls,' Gabriel's voice edged in between them.

'I enjoyed writing a poem so it was a good day. Just Sylvia being difficult as usual. No worries. What about you Sam and Dean? And Uncle Gabe?'

'Well… not much happened. I got some research done on werewolves, hopefully with the current moon cycle we won't be running into any of them anytime soon.'

'Which is a good thing as we are out of silver bullets. I was busy making a list of items we need to stock up on,' Dean added as he took a swig of beer.

'And I did absolutely nothing so I had the perfect day,' Gabe's voice rang out cheerfully as he relaxed back in his chair.

Silence once again descended over the group. But each of them felt a little lighter. Perhaps they needed to try having dinner time conversations more often, but none of them would ever admit it out loud.