Neon Lights

Chapter 72 - California Girls

•Castiel's POV•
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March 4, 1969
11:14 a.m.
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"This is going to be the best road trip ever!" Meg hollered, hopping in the back of Charlie's VW Type 2. Zeke reached out to steady her before she fell over from excitement.

Two-Bit groaned loudly, "But a 25-hour drive! Uuuuuuuuugh...!"

"Oh quit yer whinin'!" Dally smacked him, "we're talkin' California! I'd drive three years for a trip like this!"

Charlie gripped the wheel. "At least you're not actually driving. You can sleep and eat and do whatever, I have to pay attention or we'll all die."

"I trust you," Dean pat her head.

"I don't," I interjected.

Charlie snorted, "Yeah, I don't trust me either. But so long as there's no hot chicks on motorcycles along the way, we should be fine."

Dean perked up. "Hot chicks on motorcycles?! That's a possibility?! Why didn't I go on a road trip to Cali ages ago?!"

I slapped him, "Because you're taken!"

"But what about a three-way?" Dean suggested. I shook my head.

"You like women. I do not."

Dean huffed, but said no more. He has a habit of making these jokes. I'm starting to think maybe he's not joking. Maybe he'd really prefer a hot chick on a motorcycle. I glanced down at the pretty golden band around my finger for reassurance.

"Listen up, tits and giggles!" Charlie turned around in her seat to face everyone who'd gotten in the back. "I'll have no screaming, kicking, smacking, fladulating or fornicating in this car. That's right my horny honeybees, no sex. If I find a single, itty-bitty cum stain on or inside this vehicle, I'll bite the dicks off every man here. I don't care if I'm a lesbian, say bye-bye to your boys."

Zeke's eyes got as large as dinner plates. "Y-Yes ma'am!"

"What do you care, Zeke? Your girl's got a bun in the oven anyway," Dean laughed.

Meg whipped her head around and resisted smacking him - abiding Charlie's rule. "Oi, I still work, y'know! And he better get it while it's still tight, 'cause it won't be after a while!"

Charlie interrupted the laughter. "Just to save y'all the trouble of asking, yes: everyone who's not here is being driven by Two-Bit in his parents' car. Now, off we go?"

"Off we goooo!" everyone chimed. Charlie wriggled in her seat until she was comfortable, then started the engine and got driving.

***

It took about forty minutes for Dean to start clinging to my arm and asking if we're almost there.

"No, Dean. We have twenty-four hours and seventeen minutes of driving left," I reminded him. He groaned outwardly and woke up Meg, who'd fallen asleep on her boyfriend's shoulder. She hissed - yes, really hissed - at him and settled back onto Zeke to try and sleep again.

Dean yet again asked me how much longer we had. I told him, "Twenty-four hours and sixteen minutes left."

Eventually, after another hour of driving, Charlie stopped at a gas station to load up, stretch, and buy a shitload of snacks and energy drinks. Chip bags and six-packs of drinks filled the front seat to the brim, and Charlie had to constantly shoo Zeke's hand away so he wouldn't steal any.

"Aw c'mon Charles! You have so much! Hand some over!" he begged. She flipped him the bird, and he scoffed in disbelief.

This kind of thing continued for hours. Truck stop after truck stop, diner after diner, gas station after gas station. The ride seemed endless. But alas, we finally halted for the night to stay at a cheap motel. I shook Dean and he awoke with a start, lifting from the puddle of drool he left on my thigh.

"Baby daddy and mommy get their own room, and I'm sharing a room with Dean and Cas," Charlie winked.

"What?! No way!" Dean protested rudely. "Share a room with the sex-less couple! Cas and I might get freaky tonight!"

Charlie tutted disappointedly at my rather loud boyfriend. "Dean, Dean, Dean. I can clearly tell you're exhausted. The only thing getting 'freaky' tonight will be your dreams. Plus, I know you better than them. So it's settled."

"Fine. But if Cas and I fuck and our dicks make you uncomfortable, you have yourself to blame."

Charlie cast him a narrow-eyed glare. "If I see either one of your disgusting sausages I'll shoot forth laser beams from my eyes and vaporize the damned monstrosity. So keep it safely tucked in your pants, 'kay?"

"You're no fun," Dean pouted.

Charlie took the room key from the receptionist lady after payment and led us to room #119. She took a queen-sized bed for herself and left the other to us. Dean poutily slid under the covers and I kissed him goodnight, whispering an encouragement so he wouldn't murder Charlie in her sleep.

***

"We're here! California!" Meg hollered when Charlie finally, after hours of running on nothing but nacho chips and caffeinated sodas and driving us along everlasting winding roads, pulled up in the parking lot of the nice hotel we were staying at. A real nice one, right by the beach. I made it. I made it to California.

"Yes! I just wanna sink my toes into that California beach sand, run along the shoreline, jump waves, collect seashells, have awesome beach parties with weird-coloured cocktails..." Dean went on and on and all I could do was watch in awe. I made it. I lasted up until now. I even hoped I'd die here. Better here than back there. This place is paradise, and who wouldn't rather die in paradise?

"C'mon Cas! Let's check into our room! We get our own room this time. With California king-sized beds! And room service! And a mini fridge filled with funny alcoholic beverages! Ha!" Dean dragged me along and didn't let go until we were staring off the balcony at the midday sunshine, the glittering blue sea, and the plethora of passerbys. Paradise.

This is it. This is where I die.

**Whoops this took too long

I'm sowey! I've been working a lot on my official book that I plan to get published, and I recently restarted it because the old one was shit SO I HAVE LOTS OF WORK TO DO.

I also have a play I need to prepare for. Theatre camp, play at the end of the week, that jazz. If you can make it to Vancouver BC, Commercial Drive area by Saturday at 2 PM, you can see it :D ADMISSION IS FREE.

Anyway, ze picture. I straightened my hair recently and took da pic during Italian Days on the Drive (it's an East Van thing.)

SO today is MONDAY!
This week's #ManCrushMonday is: @aot_jean on IG. He does amazing anime cosplays and he's sO DAMN CUTE.

Song: "California Girls" by Katy Perry

I'm really running out of song ideas :\

ANYWHOZIES! Have a wonderful day and y'all just keep being y'all! ilyasm! x

xoxo, Garnent•.•**