Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
Joshua looked up, his small, dark, thin face looking curiously at Chuck, his father. His slick black wings were pulled against his back neatly. "Why do they still fight Josh?" Chuck asked tiredly.
"The fly trap snaps at his brothers but will starve when the fly comes." Joshua said.
"I can't let them starve though." Chuck said annoyed.
"If only there was a way i could teach them about love. It seems all they know is hate. But alas, love is not something they were born with." Joshua said.
"And you? Were you born with love Josh?" Chuck asked putting his head lovingly on the top of his son's head.
"Love is something no one is born with. It is something we must teach ourselves." Joshua said. "It is something we must experience. I learned of love from you. You love us and so i love these plants. We are your creation and they are mine."
"Thank you Josh." Chuck nodded before he left. Joshua smiled as he returned to tending to his plants.