"I don't understand. Why do you sit here and wait for people to bring you food? Why not just make it yourself?"

"Because, Cas, this is quicker."

"I don't understand. Why do you urinate in tiny stalls when you could just do it outside?"

"Cas, no one wants to see your wrinkly dick, and if you don't pee right now I'll kick you."

"I don't understand. Why do you not just go to where you need to go?"

"What does that mean, Cas."

"Why must you use vehicular transportation?"

"...Because, Cas, unlike some people, we're not all fucking ANGELS OF THE LORD."

"Dean, I don't understand. Why is he telling her that she's a lesser species if they're both human?"

"Because some people are assholes, Cas. Now stop staring at him like that, he thinks you want to eat him."

"Why would I want to eat him?"

"I don't know, you're the one acting like you want to!"

"But I don't want to. Humans taste disgusting."

"They taste disgust- Cas, you don't mean you've eaten human before! Cas! Cas, hello? You in there?"

But Cas was doing an incredibly good job of ignoring Dean. He stared into a storefront, his nose nearly pressed to the glass. Suddenly he turned around, something like the hint of a smile lingering around his eyes, and said, "Dean, I want one."

"Want one what?" Dean asked tiredly, moving towards Cas to peer through the window alongside him.

"That. That!" The angel pointed excitedly- for Cas -at something inside the store. Dean squinted against the lights, since it was dark outside, and saw that it was a little board book entitled Baby's First Bible.

"That's for babies, Cas, not angels of the Lord."

"I don't understand. Why is the Bible not for angels of the Lord?"

"It's for babies."

"You said yourself that I am a... um... baby in a trenchcoat?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean you need a baby Bible. I'm pretty sure that, as an angel, that qualifies you to read the actual Word of God or whatever."

"So then wouldn't it qualify me to read the baby Word of God too?" Cas asked in a curious, vaguely innocent way. Dean sighed defeatedly, walked into the store, then walked out about five minutes later. He handed the little board book to Cas, muttering under his breath, then turned to walk down the street toward their hotel room. He stopped when he noted that Cas wasn't following him, and so turned around to find Cas smiling slightly as he flipped through the pages of the baby Bible. He sighed again, though the sight of Cas smiling made something inside him feel warm and happy, then walked to Cas and dragged him to the hotel, where Sam was.

Sam raised a questioning eyebrow at Castiel's new baby Bible, but at a glare from Dean and a command to "Shut up," he stayed quiet, but watched as the angel flipped excitedly through the pages, every once in a while holding the Bible out for Dean to look at one of the pictures.

Sam smiled quietly to himself, then turned back to his computer.

A/N You have no idea how badly I wanted to end this, He shipped them so hard.

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