I am sucky, I apologize D: I'M SORRY! I'm bad at due dates... I shall never set one ever agaaaaaaaaaaaaain T.T I blame school, and I did my best to make the chapter super long for you guys! Anyways, just read and tell me what you think please and forgive meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Chapter Four: Kiss the Boy
Serena-loves-Angst
Dean is sitting in a bathtub and he is surrounded by bubbles. He'll never admit it, but he played with the bubbles.
The handmaiden cleaning him, Ellen, tuts. "Washed up from a shipwreck. Oh, poor boy. We'll have you feeling better in no time." She smiles kindly at Dean and Dean smiles back; she reminds him of his mother and she seems to be a very nice person. Bobby peeks out from Dean's 'pants' but quickly ducks back in when Ellen picks them up, looking at them distastefully. "I'll just get this washed for you." She says.
The pants are thrown in the washbucket and Bobby splutters before the handmaiden starts running the pants up and down the washing board.
"Well you must have at least heard about this boy," one handmaiden says.
"Well, Gretchen says…" Bobby is dunked under the water, "…since when has Gretchen got anything right." She throws the pants onto the box mangle. "I mean really, this boy shows up in rags and doesn't speak―"
"Son of a―" Bobby curses as he's put through the box mangle and then hung up to dry. The clothing line starts moving and Bobby dives out into the first window he sees, and once he looks up he sees that he's in the kitchen. There's a headless fish on the chopping block, one cooking in a saucepan, there's octopus tentacles sticking out from a pot, and he doesn't even want to know what's in the bubbling pot next to it. Then, he sees the cooked and stuffed crabs lying on a platter. Bobby gulps.
Balthazar is sitting at the table, smiling at Castiel in exasperation. "Oh, Cassie, be reasonable. Nice young men just don't swim around rescuing people in the middle of the ocean and then flutter off into oblivion, like some―"
Castiel turns from the window. "I'm telling you, Balthazar, he was real! I'm going to find that man and I'm going to marry him." He says firmly.
They hear Ellen laugh and pull someone along. "Haha, come on, sweetie. Don't be shy." Dean slowly walks into the dining room, wearing an olive dress shirt and black slacks that leave little to imagination. He smiles nervously at Castiel.
Balthazar walks up to Castiel as the other perks up, looking at Dean in wonder. "Oh, Cassie, isn't he a vision?" Balthazar says.
Castiel fumbles with words for a second as Dean walks up. "You look really...nice," he gulps, and Dean beams as his cheeks flush with the praise. Castiel likes that look on him.
Balthazar comes over. "Come, come, come, you must be famished." He guides Dean over to the table. "Let me help you, my boy. There we go," Castiel quickly comes over and pushes the seat in for Dean. Dean sees the fork sitting by his plate as Balthazar continues to talk and he smiles in excitement, he knows how to use this! He starts combing hair with the fork, but once he sees the other two look at him dumbfoundedly he quickly realizes that that was clearly not how you use a fork. He sets it down quickly and blushes, cursing Gabriel in his mind. Balthazar starts to light his pipe and Dean sees it and brightens. Balthazar sees his look and hands it over to Dean. "Do you like it? It is rather fine…" Dean puts the pipe to his mouth and blows, the ashes spraying all over Balthazar's face. Castiel laughs, and Balthazar looks rather unamused.
Ellen comes over, chuckling. "Oh, my!"
Castiel quickly clears his throat, wiping the smile off his face. "Ahem, sorry, Balthazar." He smiles disarmingly.
Ellen walks over, putting her hand on Castiel's shoulder. "Why, Castiel, that's the first time I've seen you smile in weeks." She comments, and Dean's ashamed face quickly turns into one of gladness. He made Castiel smile, that's a score in his book. Now, he just has to get him to kiss him. Well, can't be too hard, guys back home threw themselves at me, so I should be able to charm him too… Dean thinks.
Balthazar wipes his face. "Oh yes, very amusing." He sniffs. "Ellen, my dear, what's for dinner?"
"Oh, you're going to love it. Rufus is fixing his specialty, stuffed crab." Ellen grins.
Bobby slowly peaks his head from behind some sacks of flour and sugar and sees a clothed bottom swinging around as the owner of it rummages through the cabinet. The chef, Rufus, stands up straight with a bowl of fish in his hands, and he's humming.
"Les poissons
Les poissons
How I love les poissons
Love to chop"
He chops off the head of a fish and Bobby barely keeps from being sick at the sight.
"And to serve fish
First I cut off their heads
Then I pull out the bones
And oh yes
Ça c'est toujours exquis
Les poissons
Les poissons"
That's it, Bobby's getting out of this hellhole. He scuttles through the various ingredients that are laid out but freezes when a fish head lands in front of him.
"With the cleaver I hack 'em in two
I pull out what's inside
And I serve it up fried"
He throws the flesh into the pan and whistles while stirring the hot pan.
"God, I love fish
Don't you?"
Bobby quickly grabs a lettuce leaf and starts to slowly make his way across the counter, trying not to focus on the platter of fried fish next to him.
"Here's something for tempting the palate
Prepared in the classic technique
First you pound the fish flat with a mallet"
Bobby curses as he's thrown up in the air by the force of Rufus' pounding.
"Then you slash through the skin
Give the belly a slice
Then you rub some salt in
'Cause that makes it taste damn good"
Bobby tries his very best not to hurl at this, but then Rufus picks up the lettuce leaf and sees him hiding under it.
"The hell? I missed one!"
He picks up Bobby and Bobby draws into his shell even more.
"Shit on a stick
What is this?
How the hell did I miss
this tiny little succulent crab?"
He tosses Bobby into a bowl.
"Here we go in the sauce
Now some flour,
Just a dab"
He then pulls Bobby out and stuffs herbed bread into his shell.
"Now I stuff you with bread
It don't hurt 'cause you're dead"
Bobby spits out the bread stuffing.
"And you're certainly lucky you are
'Cause it's gonna be hot
In my big silver pot
Toodle loo mon poisson
Au revoir!"
He throws Bobby through the air towards the boiling pot and he grabs hold of the edge so he won't fall in. However, he hops out and Rufus grabs him again.
"What in the devil's name is this?" He cries out. Bobby pinches his nose and the game is on.
Bobby jumps onto a pan handle and quickly jumps off when Rufus reaches for him and ends up burning his hand on the hot stove. Rufus howls in pain and hops on one leg when the pan falls on his foot. Bobby quickly scuttles away, but Rufus sees him and grabs some knives.
"Oh, no you don't, you little devil!" He throws them at Bobby, but the crustacean manages to dive under a cabinet. Rufus bends down with a meat cleaver and Bobby appears on top of the cabinet and pushes a bowl of sauce down on Rufus' head. Rufus cleaves through the cabinet in his fury, but doesn't see Bobby's cut-in-half form so he turns his head and sees him running. He throws his meat cleaver to stop him and grabs a mallet when Bobby scuttles his way. He goes through his legs and hides in the cupboard with all of the fine China. At this point, Rufus sees red and dives at the cupboard.
Everyone in the dining room looks around when they hear a huge crash come from the kitchen. Ellen purses her lips and both Balthazar and Castiel know she means business.
"I think I'd better go see what Rufus is up to…" She says as she heads out the door. Balthazar and Castiel throw each other sympathetic, knowing looks and Dean just tilts his head, confused.
Wonder what's going on in the kitchen… Dean thinks before frowning a little. I hope Bobby's not in there; Ellen said the chef was making stuffed crab… Dean shudders at the thought of eating crab, and tries to push away the gnawing fear that Bobby is in the hands of some maniac with a knife. Na, Bobby's fine; he knows better than to go into the kitchen of a chef whose main food supply comes from the docks…
Rufus is throwing pots and pans all over the ruined kitchen as he tries to get under the cupboard. "Come out here, you little pipsqueak, and fight me like a man!" He demands.
Ellen comes in when Rufus dives under a shelf. "Rufus!" She barks and Rufus' head snaps up and connects with the shelf. "What are you doing?" She demands, hands on her hips.
Rufus knows by the look on her face that he better give her a damn good explanation otherwise it's his ass that will be cooked.
"Well – I – I was just – er, er," he stops and thinks. "I'm sorry, madame." He settles for this and hopes Ellen will take his apology and grins sheepishly.
Ellen looks at him with piercing eyes and Rufus knows they're going to have words later, but for now Ellen only picks up the tray with dinner and leaves.
"You know, Cassie, perhaps our young guest might enjoy seeing some of the sights of the kingdom." Balthazar suggests as Ellen puts his covered plate down in front of him. "Something in the way of a tour?" He says, rolling his eyes when he sees Castiel staring at Dean, who is looking around the room in fascination and not noticing the other prince's staring.
Castiel snaps out of it and turns to Balthazar. "I'm sorry, Balthazar, what was that?"
Balthazar leans in to whisper furiously to Castiel. "You can't spend all your time moping about, you need to get out. Do something, have a life." Balthazar lifts his plate's cover to reveal Bobby cowering in the salad and Dean gasps silently. Bobby motions for Dean to be quiet before he can stop himself and doesn't miss Dean's flinch.
Damn it, Bobby, you done screwed up. Of course the kid would keep quiet, he has no other option to, and you just rubbed it into his face. Bobby curses himself.
"Get your mind off―" Balthazar continues, but Castiel cuts himself off.
"Calm down, Balthazar." He says as Dean lifts his own plate cover and signals for Bobby to hide there and Bobby rushes across while no one is looking. "It's not a bad idea. If he's interested." Dean slams the lid down as Castiel turns toward him, putting his arm on it and smiling innocently at Castiel. "Well, what do you say? Would you like to join me on a tour of my kingdom tomorrow?"
Dean's face brightens and he nods vigorously. The action makes fond smiles break out onto the other men's faces; Dean quite reminds them of an excited puppy and he's just too adorable not to like even if he can't speak.
Balthazar chuckles. "Wonderful, now let's eat, before this crab wanders off my plate." His fork clinks on top of his empty plate and he looks down in surprise.
It's almost time for bed and Dean looks down from his window with a dreamy smile on his face, watching Castiel play with Garth.
Castiel laughs. "Come here, boy! Arrr…" He growls at Garth playfully and Dean laughs. Castiel sees Dean laughing silently and can't help smiling back. He waves and Dean flushes before waving back and quickly going back inside, embarrassed at being caught staring. Castiel chuckles and smirks; he likes seeing Dean blush. It looks nice against his freckles and brings out the green in his eyes. He looks back down at Garth, thoughtful. Maybe the boy who saved him was real, but he definitely has someone real right here. Dean's managed to make him laugh and smile in weeks when no one else has been able to. Maybe, he should give Dean a try. He knows for sure that Dean is into men, he can tell by the way he blushes and stares at him when he thinks no one else is looking.
"Well, Garth, it looks like I'm back in the courting game." Castiel says conspiratorially to the sheepdog. Garth only licks his face, and Castiel laughs. "Good to have your approval."
Up in Dean's room, Bobby is ranting while Dean sits in front of the mirror, combing his hair with a fork.
"This has got to be, without a doubt, the single most humiliating day of my life." Dean pats his head as he gets up to go to bed. "You better appreciate what I go through for you, idjit." Bobby points a claw at Dean as he falls back onto the bed. "Now, we got to make a plan to get that idjit to kiss you. Tomorrow, when he takes you for that ride, you've got to look your best." Dean grabs a pillow and hugs it close to him. "You bat your damn long eyelashes, and then you pucker your lips and kiss the hell out of that prince." He instructs, but then he sees that Dean is fast asleep. Bobby softens, after all of the events of the day, Dean does deserve some rest. "You are hopeless idjit." He says quietly before jumping onto one of the pillows next to Dean and laying his head down. "Completely hopeless…"
The royal seahorse swims to the palace and through the doors up to where John is pacing.
John sees him. "Any sign of them?" He asks quickly.
The seahorse shakes his head sadly. "No, Your Majesty. We've searched everywhere. We've found no trace of your son or Bobby."
John won't leave things like this. "Well, keep looking. Leave no shell unturned, no coral unexplored. Let no one in this kingdom sleep until he's safe at home." He orders.
The seahorse bows. "Yes sire." He says, before leaving.
John sits in his throne, lines of worry written all over his face. "Oh, Mary, what have I done…"
It's morning at castle and both Balthazar and Ellen wave at Dean and Castiel as they leave for their tour. The guards open the doors and Castiel drives them through. Dean is easily amazed and can't help but point at things in the forest as they pass by them and Castiel smiles amusedly at Dean's excitement at anything and everything. He turns to make sure they're not going off course and when he looks back at Dean he's surprised to see the other man's (cute) butt instead. He's hanging upside down and looking at the approaching city with a wide smile on his face. Castiel's eyes linger on Dean's ass for a few seconds longer before he looks back at the road and sighs in relief when the other sits right side up. If Dean had stayed like that any longer then Castiel is sure he would've crashed them. That ass could cause entire wars… Castiel thinks seriously.
Soon, they enter the city and drive over a bridge. Under the water, Sam is following them. He sees Bobby in the back of the carriage and risks poking his head out of the water.
"Has he kissed him yet?" Sam asks.
"Not yet!" Bobby hisses. "Now, get back in the water before anyone sees you, idjit!"
Sam sighs but goes under again. If this guy doesn't kiss Dean by tomorrow, I'm going to swim out of the ocean myself and make him! He thinks in frustration. He doesn't want his best friend to belong to Crowley and just the thought of what the merwitch might do to him makes him shudder. We have to make this work, for Dean…
Dean and Castiel are in the square and Dean watches people come and go. Castiel doesn't think he's seen anyone more excited than Dean. Dean sees a puppet show and goes over. He grabs one of the puppets and is surprised to see a hand there instead. When it starts groping around for the puppet Dean quickly puts it back on before getting distracted by people dancing and he grabs Castiel's hand and pulls him along.
Castiel realizes what Dean wants and he smiles at him. He extends his hand to Dean, bowing. "Can I have this dance?" He questions lowly with his low, chocolate on gravel voice and it sends tingles up Dean's spine.
Dean nods, smiling brightly. I'm going to actually dance! On human legs! He thinks, and he tries to fight down his blush when Castiel places a warm hand on his waist and slips his other hand into his. When Castiel pulls Dean close and they begin to dance to the music, Dean realizes that the attraction is not one-sided, not by the way Castiel's heart is beating quicker (with the way Dean's chest is pressed to his, he'd be surprised if he hadn't noticed) and smiling at him. Dean laughs when Castiel picks him up by the waist and twirls them around.
Castiel looks up at Dean's face above his own: green eyes bright, cheeks and freckles pronounced because of their flush, dark blond hair shining like a gleaming halo in the sun, and soft pink lips parted in silent laughter.
Dean looks down at Castiel: blue eyes twinkling in affection, slightly chapped lips pulled into a smile, and the sex-mused hair that makes him want to mess it up even more.
I am so screwed… Both think at the same time, because of how deep they're falling for the other.
Gabriel flies over Dean and Castiel on the carriage, resisting from laughing when he sees Dean wearing a sea captain's hat. He looks down and sees Sam following the two princes in the water and flies down over to him.
"Yo, Sam! Any kissing?" He questions.
Sam shakes his head. "No, not yet." And by his tone, Gabriel knows he's definitely frustrated and close to doing something about it. Hell, so is Gabriel.
Gabriel frowns. "Well, they better get crackin' or we'll just have to do something about it."
Castiel drives them out of town, and he looks over at Dean. He holds up the reigns, silently questioning if Dean wants to drive. Dean grins and throws the loaves of bread, flowers, and boots in his hands into Castiel's and takes the reigns. Dean cracks them down and the horses pull the carriage even faster and when they bump on a rock everything goes flying out of Castiel's hands. Castiel looks over at Dean before at the road. What have I done… His eyes go wide when he sees the cliff coming up ahead.
"Um…" He tries to warn Dean but the horses and the carriage fly through the air as the horses make the jump across. Castiel is jostled onto the floor of the carriage when they make the landing and peeks over the carriage and sees that they're still alive and well before laughing in disbelief.
Dean looks down at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes and as Castiel sits back up he finds himself laughing so hard that his stomach hurts and tears are in his eyes. He is crazy, but he's got guts and a whole lot of luck, I'll give him that. Castiel thinks as he stretches his arms out and places one behind Dean's back.
Both Dean and Castiel are in a beautiful lagoon surrounded by forest, flowers, and miniature waterfalls that make Dean look on in wonder.
"Move your big feathers," Sam grumbles to Gabriel, who is perched right in front of him. "I can't see a thing…"
"Nothing is happening…" Gabriel complains. "Only one day left, and that boy ain't puckered up once. Alright, this calls for a little vocal romantic stimulation. Stand back." He flies over and pushes the other songbirds away. Then, he clears his throat and starts to belt out warbled notes.
Castiel winces. "Wow. Somebody should find that poor animal and put it out of its misery."
Dean smiles in embarrassment and glares over Castiel's head at Gabriel, who only winks and makes the "a okay" sign with his feathers, making Dean facepalm.
"For the love of – I'm surrounded by amateurs!" Bobby grumbles from the side of the boat. He glares up at Gabriel too before diving into the water. "You want something done, you've got to do it yourself." He grabs a stiff leaf of seaweed. "First, we got to create the mood." Some ducks and turtles swim over and the turtles turn over so the ducks can place their wings on their stomachs. "Percussion…" The ducks start to play on the turtles. "Strings…" Bobby turns to the crickets and they start to rub their legs together. "Winds…" The bamboo shoots start blowing in the wind and the effect of it bouncing around in their hollow shafts creates a nice sound. "Words…" Bobby leans down on a cattail and starts to sing into it.
"There you see him
Sitting there across the way
He don't got a lot to say
But there's something about him"
Castiel lifts his head off his chin as he suddenly starts to see Dean differently, who is looking around. When Dean sees Castiel looking at him he smiles, no longer flushing at every glance, which Castiel finds himself missing but he promises himself to find other ways to make him blush.
"And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the boy"
Bobby whispers this last line in Castiel's ear before leaning away and Castiel looks up. "Did you hear something?" He asks. Dean smiles innocently and shakes his head.
Bobby pops up on a rock and continues.
"Yes, you want him
Look at him, you know you do"
Castiel looks at Dean, who's head is ducked down and Castiel sees a light blush on his cheeks. The sight makes him smile; Dean looks up and sees Castiel smiling at him and smiles back.
"Possible he wants you too
There is one way to ask him
It don't take a word
Not a single word"
Dean starts to lean in, but Castiel leans back. He doesn't know why he does it, but he feels a little bad when he sees Dean's face fall.
"Go on and kiss the boy
Sha la la la la la
My oh my
Look like the prince too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the boy
Sha la la la la la
Ain't that sad?
Ain't it a shame?
Too bad, he gonna miss the boy"
Castiel can't take the disappointed look on Dean's face anymore and starts to talk. "You know, I feel really bad not knowing your name. Maybe I could guess?" Castiel suggests, and Dean's response is a small smile and a nod. "Is it Jared?" Dean's face twists and he wrinkles his nose, shaking his head furiously, making Castiel laugh. "Okay, no. How about Jeffery? Jensen?" Castiel keeps guessing, but Dean keeps shaking his head no.
Bobby climbs to the edge of the boat. "Dean. His name is Dean, you idjit!" He whispers furiously and jumps back into the water before Castiel can turn back and see him.
"Dean?" Castiel says quietly to himself, not knowing where that came from. However, he knows he got it right when Dean grabs his hands, nodding. "Dean? Well, that's a handsome name." Castiel says, lightly squeezing Dean's hand. There's that blush that Castiel so adores, and he smiles, glad to finally know Dean's name. "Okay," Castiel places his other hand atop Dean's own, "Dean…" The name rolls of his tongue and he doesn't miss the other's shiver and the way his eyes flutter at hearing his name said in such a reverent way. Okay, when I pulled away earlier, I was an idiot. If Dean tries to kiss me again, I won't stop him. Hell, maybe I'll even do it myself if he doesn't…
"Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon"
Dean and Castiel don't even notice when they enter the small enclosure made of a weeping willow's leaves.
"Prince you better do it soon
No time will be better
He don't say a word
And he won't say a word
Until you kiss the boy"
All of the fish swim in a circle under the boat sing together.
"Sha la la la la la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the boy"
The fireflies join in and they circle the two in the boat.
Sha la la la la la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You want to kiss the boy
Sha la la la la la
Float along
And listen to the song
The song say kiss the boy"
Gabriel comes back and tries to join in, but the flamingos push him away.
"Sha la la la la
The music play
Do what the music say"
The fish pop their head out of the water and create water fountains. Castiel leans in and Dean looks back at him, heart pounding and breathing quickened.
"You got to kiss the boy
You've got to kiss the boy
You wanna kiss the boy"
Dean starts to lean in, closing his eyes and opening himself up to rejection once more.
"You've gotta kiss the boy
Go on and kiss the boy"
Castiel's eyes close and he starts to lean in as well but suddenly, the boat tips over and sends the two hurtling into the water.
Castiel quickly grabs Dean. "Whoa, hang on – I've gotcha." Castiel tells the other, and he swims them both over to land.
Damn it! That could've been it! What the hell happened? Dean thinks in frustration.
Over by the boat, Growly and Biter congratulate each other by slapping fins.
"Nice work, boys." Crowley says as he watches Castiel help Dean up from a bubble. "That was a close one. Too close. The little bugger!" He hisses. "Oh, he's better than I thought. At this rate, the prince will be kissing him by sunset for sure." Crowley swims up to one of the shelves and pushes everything off it, grabbing a small globe with a butterfly in it. "Time to take matters into my own tentacles!" He furiously hurtles the globe into his cauldron. "John's son will be mine, and then I'll make him writhe." He grabs the shell hanging on his neck, the one with Dean's voice in it. "I'll see him wriggle like a worm on a hook!" He laughs as golden light comes out of the cauldron and starts wrapping around him. Soon, his cackling stops sounding like him and instead like Dean, and his body changes too: into a handsome man with dark hair, a strong jaw, long lashes, and a pearly smile.
You will all become mine!
Review Replies:
Jean
Thank you, and so am I XD
Dena Novak
Well? What did you think? Did it live up to expectations?
Angel Winchester
I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Was it worth it? D: I hope so, I did my best... T.T
NotCrazyJustWeird97
I know, that's why Bobby was Sebastian, he was already crusty enough XD Sorry, lame pun :P I don't know what I was drinking, but I just figured, hey, Crowley's a deal-maker so why not? Thank you very much :D
Stiles
Well, I updated, but it wasn't ASAP per say... -_-'
Jess Winchester
Well, he hasn't been affected by all of the hard and terrible things that he has on the show, so I figured why not? I'm so glad you still like it :D I hope this lived up to expectations!
Destiel Lover
I do like your nameeeeeeeeeeee. Trust me, if you met me in person, you wouldn't be able to handle the way I spout Destiel :P Sometimes I think my friends and family are planning on salt and burning me to make sure that after I die I won't come back and bore them to death with my Destiel spiels... -_-' Thank you, I shall :D
Dean Stilinski
Thank you, and I'm sorryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. But, I hope this lived up to expectations!