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106. Beans
"Dean!"
As soon as Cas called, Dean abandoned his internet browsing and headed for the kitchen. Inside was a red-faced Cas, who was shifting awkwardly.
"What's up, Cas?" Dean asked. "You swallow a chilli whole again?"
"Not quite." Cas' face went redder. "I, um – remember how we bought several cans of baked beans?"
Dean nodded. Some mornings, when he was just too damn tired to cook, tinned food worked like a charm and he'd thrown in a few cans of beans on their last shop just for the heck of it. He spotted the empty bowl next to Cas and guessed that his angel must have tried out a can.
"I had a bowl," Cas continued.
"So?" Dean said. "What's the problem?"
He started when a small rumbling sound filled the room and his hand automatically dropped to his gun. Cas' face darkened and he looked down in shame. Dean blinked.
"Wait. That was –?"
He got a popping sound in reply.
"I – I seem to be reacting to these beans," Cas mumbled in embarrassment. Dean blinked again and then began to snicker.
"You – you –" he spluttered, his snickers expanding into full-blown laughter. "You eat a can of beans and you get gassy?"
"It's not funny, Dean!" Cas snapped, letting another burst of gas slip. Dean continued to laugh. "Fine. If you really cannot handle my constant breaking wind then you can sleep by yourself tonight. I wouldn't want to burden you with my lack of control over my bodily functions."
He stormed out of the kitchen, leaving Dean with dying laughter and frantic contemplations on how to get Cas to forgive him enough to let him sleep in the same bed, let alone the fun kind of sleeping.