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“Cas, move over!”
You try your absolute best not to laugh, but it was all for naught. You stretch out on the back seat of the impala, pushing Cas away with your blue converse covered feet. Castiel manages to keep a smile off his face as he heavily leans over towards you.
“Cas, you’re heavy! Sam, Cas is squishing me!”
Each word said between peals of giggles as you try to push the angel off with both hands and feet. You’re laughing so hard that it’s becoming difficult to breathe and tears have settled in your eyes.
“Don’t make Dean turn this car around!” Sam jokes as he languidly looks up from his book and to the rearview mirror to peer at both you and Castiel.
“Cas started it!” You tittered as you tugged lightly at the angel’s trademark trench coat.
“I most certainly did not, ”Castiel replies smoothly as he sits upright and gazes back at Sam through the mirror.
Sam rolls his eyes before he looks over to his brother, who was leisurely driving with a single hand with a smirk upon his lips.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think we had two kids,” the elder Winchester teases as he glances up to the mirror to look at you and Castiel wrestling in the back seat.
“Hmmm…so if we have two kids, who’s the mom and who’s the dad.”
Dean gives Sam a flat look, as if silently relaying that the answer were just that obvious. Sam looks at his brother with a wide-eyed skeptical look before frowning and shaking his head.
“I’d be an awesome dad,” Sam responds lamely and Dean snorts and smirks.
“I bet you would, Sammy, but not this time around.”
“Are you implying that I’m the mother in this relationship?”
Sam gestures with a wild finger between Dean, you and Castiel with a look of plain disbelief.
“Sam! Cas keeps tickling me!” you chortle as you try to wriggle out of his grasp.
It would seem the angel has just discovered the wonder that is tickling and is keen on pursing the discovery. Not to mention the fact that the man loves to make you laugh.
Sam’s face falls and he has to bite down on his bottom lip to hold back any negative words at the sheer irony of your exclamation. Dean, on the other hand, has no qualms about being vocal.
“Get a hold of your kids, Mommy,” Dean playfully gibes.
“Oh, so their mine when they’re being troublesome. Typical.”
A moment of silence falls, excluding your giggling in the back, before Sam speaks again.
“I cannot believe I just said that.”
“Sam!”
Dean smirks before looking back to the rearview mirror and notices you and Castiel’s alarmingly lively tussling.
“Hey! You two better not scuff Baby’s seats!”
It’s Sam’s turn to smirk as he drags his eyes back down to the book resting in his lap.
“You tell ‘em, Daddy”
You try your absolute best not to laugh, but it was all for naught. You stretch out on the back seat of the impala, pushing Cas away with your blue converse covered feet. Castiel manages to keep a smile off his face as he heavily leans over towards you.
“Cas, you’re heavy! Sam, Cas is squishing me!”
Each word said between peals of giggles as you try to push the angel off with both hands and feet. You’re laughing so hard that it’s becoming difficult to breathe and tears have settled in your eyes.
“Don’t make Dean turn this car around!” Sam jokes as he languidly looks up from his book and to the rearview mirror to peer at both you and Castiel.
“Cas started it!” You tittered as you tugged lightly at the angel’s trademark trench coat.
“I most certainly did not, ”Castiel replies smoothly as he sits upright and gazes back at Sam through the mirror.
Sam rolls his eyes before he looks over to his brother, who was leisurely driving with a single hand with a smirk upon his lips.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think we had two kids,” the elder Winchester teases as he glances up to the mirror to look at you and Castiel wrestling in the back seat.
“Hmmm…so if we have two kids, who’s the mom and who’s the dad.”
Dean gives Sam a flat look, as if silently relaying that the answer were just that obvious. Sam looks at his brother with a wide-eyed skeptical look before frowning and shaking his head.
“I’d be an awesome dad,” Sam responds lamely and Dean snorts and smirks.
“I bet you would, Sammy, but not this time around.”
“Are you implying that I’m the mother in this relationship?”
Sam gestures with a wild finger between Dean, you and Castiel with a look of plain disbelief.
“Sam! Cas keeps tickling me!” you chortle as you try to wriggle out of his grasp.
It would seem the angel has just discovered the wonder that is tickling and is keen on pursing the discovery. Not to mention the fact that the man loves to make you laugh.
Sam’s face falls and he has to bite down on his bottom lip to hold back any negative words at the sheer irony of your exclamation. Dean, on the other hand, has no qualms about being vocal.
“Get a hold of your kids, Mommy,” Dean playfully gibes.
“Oh, so their mine when they’re being troublesome. Typical.”
A moment of silence falls, excluding your giggling in the back, before Sam speaks again.
“I cannot believe I just said that.”
“Sam!”
Dean smirks before looking back to the rearview mirror and notices you and Castiel’s alarmingly lively tussling.
“Hey! You two better not scuff Baby’s seats!”
It’s Sam’s turn to smirk as he drags his eyes back down to the book resting in his lap.
“You tell ‘em, Daddy”
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This is so awesome, I have been having a bad day, and even my husband and son could not get me to smile. However your story not only got me smiling, but laughing, I so needed something like this to take my mind off my troubles.