Destiel and Sabriel One Shots

The Daily Adventures of Castiel the Awkward Angel

April 23rd Castiel loses his trench coat

"Where is it!" Cas wandered around the bunker. Dean wished he would just sit down. Castiel had been looking for the darn thing all morning, and had insisted the two Winchesters help him look. It was wearing Dean out. 

"Cas where did you leave it?" Asked Sam. Cas sighed. 

"I don't know Sam. If I did, this wouldn't be a problem." 

"Well when do you last remember having it?" Dean questioned. Castiel thought for a moment. 

"I...I think it was last night before we-" 

"Oh wait! Stop! I think I know where it is." Dean rushed out of the room, leaving Sam to cast awkward glances at Cas. When the other hunter returned, he held the tan coat in his hands. 

"Here ya go Cas. It was ah...behind the bed." Castiel nodded. 

"Thank you Dean, I'll be sure to keep in a safe place the next time we-" 

"Cas hey! Why don't you umm...Can you grab me a beer?" Castiel gave Dean an annoyed look. 

"Alcohol isn't good for you Dean." 

"Don't I know it." As the angel walked to the kitchen, Sam shot Dean a look, and said in a hushed tone, "Really Dean? We're under the same roof here." 

"What? It's a big house. Get a room farther away from mine." 

"Yeah I think I'll do that."

March 13th

Castiel discovers Tumblr

"Dean I have something to show you." Castiel was staring intently at Sam's laptop. The taller hunter had lent it to Cas and had shown him how to search for leads. Needless to say the angel had wandered into the darker corners of the internet more than once. But today, Castiel had stumbled upon one of Dean's darkest fears.  

"What is a...Fan fiction? Dean there are fan fictions about you and Sam on here. This website called Tumblr." Sam's head shot up from the book he was reading. 

"Cas get off of there! Its not a good site!" Dean looked over to Sam. 

"This whole Supernatural book thing has gotten way out of hand!" Dean looked back over at Cas, who was squinting at the screen. 

"Have you ever heard the term...Destiel? Or Sabriel? There appear to be several of these fan fictions centered around those terms." 

"Cas get off that website! And for the love of god don't read any fanfictions!" Sam yelled at him. Dean moved to take the laptop away from the curious angel, but just before he could, Cas zapped away with the laptop. Dean shot a panicked glance at Sam. 

"Dude we gotta find him." The two Winchesters took off in different directions. But to no avail, they searched the entire bunker, but the angel was nowhere to be found. The Winchesters didn't have long to wait however. Castiel zapped back about ten minutes later. He appeared a bit shell shocked, and handed the laptop to Sam. 

"You humans are certainly...inventive. I'm uh...gonna go drink some holy water."  

April 20th

Castiel discovers dubstep (Inspired by a tumblr post)  

Dean jerked awake, pulled from his slumber by a sudden and terrible sound. He hurried out to the main area of the bunker, fearful that somehow some kind of monster had managed to break in. What he found however, was no monster, but merely Castiel, sitting in the middle of the floor with Sam's laptop in his lap. It was the computer that was emitting the horrid sound. 

"Cas what the hell are you doing? We told you to stay off the laptop. And what is that noise?" Castiel remained focused on the screen. 

"Dean this is intriguing. I believe it's called dubstep." Dean stepped forward and pried the computer from the angel, and forcefully shut it, cutting off the sound.

"Now you listen to me," He started. "I don't know what kind of black magic that "music" is, but I don't wanna hear anymore of it for as long as I live or after I die. Now I'm going back to bed, and hopefully forgetting I ever found you listening to that crap."  

April 21st  

The two Winchesters and one angel climbed into the Impala. Dean, of course was in the driver's seat, Sam took the passenger side, and Cas crawled into the back. They had gotten a lead on a hunt, and were heading to check it out. After a few minutes on the road, Dean turned on the radio, expecting to hear his beloved ACDC or a similar band, but got a nasty shock when dubstep screamed from the speakers. Dean almost swerved off the road in surprise. 

"God damn it Cas! What did I tell you last night?" Castiel looked down in guilt. 

"I'm sorry Dean. I was going to change the station back. You were never supposed to hear it." Dean met Castiel's guilty eyes through the rearview mirror, and his gaze softened. He turned the radio down, and lowered his voice. 

"Tell you what, we can listen to your...music, every other drive, But on LOW volume. Okay?" Cas smiled and nodded. 

"Thank you Dean." Dean opened his mouth to speak again, but was shushed by Cas. 

"Not now, the bass is about to drop." Dean's face twisted in confusion. 

"The what?" Castiel again shushed him. 

"Dean, if you can't appreciate the drop of this bass, I'll drop you back in hell." Dean was shocked by this comment, but looked back to see Cas smiling. Dean smiled back and turned his attention to the road. Sam smirked and shot Dean a look. 

"You really will do anything for him." 

"Shut up Sam." 

(Again this is a quick note saying that this is inspired by a tumblr post I did not make. I take no credit for the line "If you can't appreciate the the drop of this bass, I'll drop you back in hell.)