Dean was practically vibrating on the floor, excitingly babbling to Castiel.
"And then Imma teach him how to sit. And then Imma teach him how to fetch. And then-"
"Dean," his mom interrupted from the couch. "Daddy's trying to sleep keep your voice down."
Dean lowered his voice and continued rambling to Castiel about what he was going to teach the puppy his parents had just got him.
After Dean was done talking, Castiel asked, "What's the puppy's name?"
"Harley Bones," he answered. "He's a golden retriever. I can't wait until uncle Rufus gets here with him, where is he mommy?"
Just as Dean's mom was about to answer, the doorbell rang. Dean got up and ran to the door. He opened it and squeaked when he saw his parents' friend Rufus, holding the puppy.
"Heya Dean," he said. He put the puppy on the floor. It slowly walked into the house and Dean got on the floor and started petting it.
"Dean, go show Castiel," his mom said from behind him.
Dean picked up the puppy and took it to the living room, setting it on the floor gently.
"He is so cute, Cas," he said.
When Sam woke up from his nap, Dean showed him the puppy.
"Look, Sammy," he said, pushing the puppy towards Sam, who was sitting on the floor with Dean and Castiel.
Sam and the puppy stared at eachother for a few seconds, then it started furiously licking his face.
"Is he hurting him?" Dean asked Castiel worriedly.
"No," Castiel said. "That means he likes Sam."
"All Crowley's puppy ever does is make those weird noises."
"That's called 'growling'."
"Oh," Dean said. "That's why his name is Growley, then."
The puppy nibbled on Sam's ear, making him giggle.