The Youtuber And The Teacher

The Ultimate Road Trip of Skittles and Pringles

Cas woke up the next morning to the sound of Dean screaming.

"Cas, wake up. Cas, wake up! Come on," he heard Dean groan and the next thing he knew, Dean was jumping on the bed, singing, "She was a fast machine! She kept her motor clean, she was the best damn woman that I ever seen! She had those sightless eyes, telling me no lies and she was knocking me out with those American thighs! Taking more than her share- come on, Cas! Had me fighting for air! She told me to come, but I was already there. 'Cause the walls were shaking, the earth was quaking. My mind was aching and we were making it and you shook me ALL NIGHT LONG!! Yeah you shook me ALL NIGHT LONG!"

Cas finally rolled over and looked up at Dean. "I'm awake, Dean. Now, would you please stop singing that song?" He looked at the alarm clock and it read 6:05. Dean was almost never this enthusiastic this early in the morning.

Dean grinned and pulled Cas into a sitting position. "I'm just excited. Warped Tour! You've never been to Warped Tour before and I'm just so excited!" He leaned in and kissed Cas once sweetly on the lips.

"Now, come on, I'm making breakfast for you and the others," he said, taking Cas's hand and leading him into the kitchen.

"Others?" Cas asked. "What-" The question died on his lips as he looked at the living room which held Charlie, Sam and Gabriel.

"Oh. Others." He smiled at them then remembered he was only in his boxers.

"Shoot. Sorry, guys," he blushed red and went to change and when he came back, he had on a pair of slacks and a white button up.

Dean walked out of the kitchen only to drag Cas over to the kitchen table. "I told you I made breakfast." He kissed him once on the cheek and set down a plate with scrambled eggs, bacon and toast.

"Dean!" Exclaimed Cas. "This is wonderful. Thank you!" He smiled at him and started to eat.

"Come on, guys I made breakfast for you, too!" Dean called and the others filed in and sat down at the table.

They eat quickly in silence and when they're done, they started packing their luggage into the trunk of the impala.

"Whoo! Ready guys?" Dean asked when they had all seven bags packed. Two extra, one for Dean's camera and one more for Sam's hair care products. Sam had insisted he needed them for the trip, but Dean was thought they were irrelevant.

"Ready." Cas smiled at him in the passenger seat.

"Road trip!" Charlie squealed. "I'm so pumped!"

"Absolutely," Cas heard Sam say. "Especially since they let me off for two weeks for the tour. I'll get to see Florida and New York, but I'll have to get home after those two."

Cas turned around. And smiled at him. "That's okay, because I only have until the first Monday in January. Then I'll have to get back as well. It's a shame though. I would've liked to stay the whole four months." He shrugged.

"Yeah, that's true," Sam laughed. "Gabe has to come back too, but Dean and Charlie can have a good time, right?" He grinned at the redheaded girl at his left.

She vigorously shook her head. "Oh, yeah. We can sell all our merch and make tons and meet lots of people who love to see our faces." She reached up front for a high five from Dean who obliged.

"Let's get this show on the road," he said, starting his car and pulling out of the driveway. "I hope you guys got all brought what you were gonna bring."

"I believe so," Cas said, leaning back. "We've got a long trip ahead of us."

Dean turned the radio on and  the seventeen hour drive began.