Dean and Cas taking actual four year old Jack trick or treating and they're each bent down slightly holding one of his hands as he bounces down the sidewalk wearing his buzz lightyear costume (Dean and Cas are of course dressed as woody and jessie respectively). But they let go when they get to the driveway of each house so he can run up the porch, cardboard wings (cas made them) flapping behind him. Unless the house has scary decorations, then Cas will walk up to the porch with him and fend off the creepy decorations, and yeah maybe Jack's a little afraid but he still wants the candy so he's being very brave about it, thank you very much.
So Jack's having the time of his life, Cas (much to Dean's delight) is wearing a cowboy hat and boots, and Dean of course is taking about a billion pictures too many. And it's going great until a motion censored skeleton scares the absolute crap out of Jack. And logically Cas responds to this by punching it so hard it launches into the neighbors yard. And there's a crowd of stunned kids and glaring parents frozen on the block, but Cas and Dean are a bit too busy comforting Jack to notice, well Dean notices but he's trying he's a little busy trying not to laugh and making sure his kids okay. (of course he got the whole thing on camera too)
And maybe Cas doesn't apologize to the guy who's house it is when he goes up to the door and gruffly demands "trick or treat", because Jack is still a bit too startled to do it for himself. And maybe the guy is terrified of Cas' death glare and shakily places an extra piece of candy in Jack's little pumpkin bucket. And maybe Dean has to hand the guy forty bucks with a somewhat sheepish smile and stifled laugh. And maybe they're getting some dirty looks from some parents. And maybe Jack forgets about the whole thing 2 minutes later when the next house gives him a candy bar with nougat. But all in all, Jack's first real Halloween was a success, even if they might have to do their trick or treating in different neighborhood next year.
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(happy birthday to cas!! fluff, 499 words)
Cas glances at the calendar on his way into the house. The date is September eighteenth, which rings a bell somewhere in his mind, but he has so many 'birthdays' at this point that he can't remember the significance of each one. Nonetheless, he smiles, puts down his gardening tools, and accepts the slice of cake Dean is handing him. It smells like rich dark chocolate. "I'm starting to think you just need an excuse to bake cakes."
Dean smirks. "Hey, you won't be complaining once you taste it," he says, leading Cas to the living room table where the full cake (minus Cas' slice) is sitting. "Plus, I have something even better for dessert."
"This cake isn't dessert?" Cas squints, confused.
Dean stares at him, waiting, clearly trying not to laugh.
"Oh. It's a euphemism."
Dean chuckles and cuts a piece for himself as they sit down at the table together. "Don't eat too much," Dean says, shaking his fork in Cas' direction. "I've got a killer homemade lasagna in the oven, and we have to save enough for Sam and Eileen."
Cas takes a bite of the cake, and just as he expected, it's delicious. It tastes like chocolate at first, but it's also filled with peanut butter ganache and a layer of fruit jelly. "PB and J," Dean elaborates shyly when Cas looks at him, wide-eyed. "Your favorite."
Resisting the urge to eat the entire thing immediately, Cas says, "It's amazing." Dean blushes and ducks his head. "Today must be one of the more special birthdays, then." It hasn't even been a year since he's returned from the Empty and Cas has already lost track of the different reasons his 'birthday' was being celebrated. According to Dean, Cas has earned as many celebrations as he wants, and since he doesn't technically have a birthday it seems like the perfect excuse.
Dean eats some cake and considers the comment. "Well, yeah," he answers after a while. "It's the day we met... outside of Hell, obviously. Kinda like... well, I guess it's more of an anniversary than a birthday, but..." He trails off and shrugs.
"It's perfect, Dean," Cas says, smiling fondly. "I think that's a nice reason to celebrate." He looks out towards the kitchen, where the smell of dinner is starting to come from, then back to the cake, which once had 'Happy Birthday Cas' iced on it before the icing got cut off and smudged when they took their slices. "Thank you," Cas says, and he means more than just the party.
Dean hides a smile behind a forkful of cake. "Thirteen years," he says with his mouth full, "I'd say this is worth the wait, right? And I don't just mean the cake," he adds before Cas can take it too literally.
Cas rolls his eyes, still smiling, and waits for Dean to swallow. "Anything would be worth it for this," he replies sincerely, and he kisses Dean, soft and sugary sweet.
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