Neon Lights

Chapter 59 - I'm In Love

•Castiel's POV•
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January 24, 1969
Dean's 19th Birthday
3:12 p.m.
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"Ooh ooh! Banana Blasphemy!" Charlie decided, "No, Strawberry Sodomy! No, Satanic Starfruit! No--"

"For fuck's sake, Charles, make a decision!" Meg hollered, then looked up at the menu, "I'll get Pentagram Peach, please."

I read all the cheesily-named smoothie flavours, "Wanton Watermelon? Beelzebub's Blueberry? How has this place not been shut down by the church?"

"I hope it never will be," Dean laughed, "By the way, it's not Radical Raspberry, it's Ritual Raspberry. I'll get...I'll get Not-So-Godly Grape, please."

I read through every smoothie flavour twice. I couldn't believe my eyes - this place is literally the place of the Devil! And I love it!

"I'll get Ritual Raspberry," I said, overhearing Matilda ordering Baphomet Blackberry, and Dally getting Leprosy Lemon.

Meg sipped her peach smoothie, "Next time, I'll try Devil's Durian."

"I got Lime For Lucifer," Kevin sucked it up through the straw, "It's like being obliterated by an angel. It's that good."

I tasted my raspberry smoothie - fuck that's good! - "Why is having your insides blown apart by a celestiel being a good thing?"

Kevin shook his head, "Child, you're missing the point..."

"Sit down, fools!" Robin hollered, "We want to look proper for when Ezekiel gets here!"

Just as she said that, Zeke walked in with that usual smug expression. "I'll get Azazel's Apple, please," he ordered when he got to the counter. Once his smoothie was served, he sat beside Meg and joined our conversation.

"No!" Charlie cried, a little too loud, "I haven't seen that Twilight Zone yet! Stop spoiling it!"

Faith shrugged, "Sorry, Charles. But it doesn't make any sense why you haven't seen it yet, it stopped airing in '64! That's five years ago!"

"I had other shit to watch and do!" Charlie said defensively.

"Can you keep it down?" a man snapped angrily in a thick Italian drawl. He sat at one of the tables next to ours with a few friends, each of them equally angry-looking.

Meg held up a middle finger, "Why don't you just go to some ratty Italian café and talk your pizza talk over there, huh? Go for gelato or something, stop ruining our groove!"

"That's racist man!" another fat guy cursed, holding up a fist that was garnished with gold rings.

"Oh calm down, dipwad," Meg rolled her eyes, "Don't pull that 'race' card on me, man. It's not like I said 'Italians are bad people'! Also, 'pizza talk' was a literal statement; just moments ago, I heard you talking about your favourite pizza toppings. Don't say you weren't."

The man huffed and turned back around. Ezekiel wrapped an arm around her, "Never piss off a pregnant woman. They sure know that now."

Meg nodded, "Mm-hmm! Showed 'em."

"Speaking of which," Zeke placed an open hand on her stomach, "Your li'l baby bump will show soon. What are we gonna do about your parents?"

"I don't wanna talk about my parents right now," Meg sighed, "I wanna talk about...baby names! What's a good name for a li'l girl? Or boy?"

Dean swallowed a sip of smoothie, "If it's a girl, call 'er Princess Peach. If it's a dude, call 'im Zoltron."

"No!" Meg laughed, then clutched her stomach in discomfort, "I'm worried for you and Cas's future kids. I don't wanna be auntie to no Zoltron."

"Nah nah nah," I finally spoke up, snapping out of my raspberry-induced daydream, "If we have a girl, her name will be...Marley. No questions asked."

Charlie jumped up and down in her chair squealing, "That name is adorable for a baby girl! I imagine Marley with cute li'l freckles and a cute li'l head of red hair and big green eyes..."

"What about a boy?" Faith asked, eyes sparkling, "'Cause I'd name him Terry."

"Terry is nice," Dean shrugged, "But I'd rather Zoltron."

I playfully punched Dean in the arm, "No Zoltron. What about Christopher?"

Dean nodded, "Whatever you want."

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Same Day
6:03 p.m.
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We all hung out in a big pack on the beach, walking parallel to the shore. The sun was gone - it had drowned in the sea just as we got here - and all that was left of it was a sad orange glow that stretched up from the horizon.

"Thanks for inviting me," Charlie was the last to leave, "I had fun. Cake was good. Enjoy your presents, and have fun you two!"

I rolled my eyes as she left. Now, it was just Dean and I on the beach; feet sunken in the wet sand, waves crashing lazily at the shore as the tide went out, a cool gentle breeze...

"So you haven't given me a present," Dean pouted, "What's the deal?"

I looked up at him, "It's a surprise."

Dean huffed quietly. "Better be a damn good surprise. I hate waiting."

I smirked a little, "I think you'll like it. Where are we headed?"

"Nowhere," Dean shrugged as we walked along the endless shoreline, "Or everywhere. Depends on your point of view."

I smiled a little. I like it when Dean gets philosophical like this. He really brings my spirits up.

I studied my feet as I walked. Each time I pressed down, they squeezed some water out of the sand beneath them, creating a dry patch until I lifted my foot again. Somehow, this is fascinating. I suppose everything is better when Dean's around.

"Hey...Castiel?!"

I look up to see who called. Someone jogged toward me - someone with short blonde hair, big eyes, an unnerving grin. Someone with a big build; much bigger than I; and much stronger. Strong enough, in fact, he could force me to do what he wants.

It didn't take me more than a few seconds to realize who it is, and my heart stopped when I did.

"Oh, hey...Casey."

**Howdy-doodie y'all!

I have recently been violently shoved into a ship and an obsession. With a childish fucking movie! FUCK MY LIFE.

How could I become obsessed with "Azur et Asmar"??!

Anyyyyyway! The picture...happy? That's us together. IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED.

Sorry if anyone found that Italian stereotype in this chapter offensive. It wasn't supposed to be. There are a lot of people in my neighbourhood like that so :3

So today is WEDNESDAY!
This week's #Woman-Crush-Wednesday goes to: Celia [ my gf ]

Song: "I'm In Love" by Evelyn Champagne King

And remember, y'all just keep being y'all! ilyasm! x

xoxo, Garnent•.•**