Just A Game

Day 15

September 15th, 2016

"Babe wake up its adventure time." Castiel shouted as he jumped on the bed besides Dean. He hit his head on the ceiling and finally stopped.
"What? Where are we going now?" Dean complained groggily.
"I was thinking Hollywood. But we gotta go now." Cas whined.
"Fine let me um go to the uh bathroom." Dean lied.
"I know you're gonna throw up Dean. Just let me grab some things. Take your time." Castiel caught him in his lie.
"Yeah yeah." Dean said as he ran into the bathroom.
Castiel grabbed sun screen and put Deans clothes on the bed for him to change. He wanted Dean to dress light for once. Instead of the three layers he normally wore. As much as Castiel loved Deans classic t-shirt, flannel, and leather jacket combo, Hollywood was supposed to pass 100 degrees Fahrenheit that day. Castiel threw a muscle tank and jean shorts on the bed for Dean.
"Your clothes are on the bed." Castiel shouted through the door at Dean.
Castiel brought the satchel of sunscreen and a few other odds and ends to the car and tossed it in the back seat. Castiel headed in to wake Sam and tell him where they were going.
Sam was awoken by Castiel pouring water on his face.
"Castiel what the actual fuck it's 5 in the goddamn morning what do you need?" Sam flipped out.
"Just telling you we will be back after night fall so please take care of the cats." Castiel instructed.
"Where are you going now?"
"Hollywood. Just feed the cats please."
"Alright I will just let me sleep."
"Okay."
"Alright Cassy lets go." Dean said as he came down the stairs in the clothes Castiel had set out for him.
"Yup." Castiel said as he walked Dean and himself out to the impala.
Castiel set up his GPS. Castiel headed out the driveway and onto the highway. Hollywood here we come. Castiel thought to himself. He had never been to Hollywood. He assumed Dean hadn't either judging on his penny pinching he did with his old apartment and everything else. Luckily, Castiel wasn't the poorest man in the world. Not the richest, but most definitely not the poorest. He was easily a millionaire. Being an ex angel had its perks. He was just glad God didn't mess with the things he could use to make Deans last days an adventure and the best of his life.
"Mommy mommy I drew you and daddy and Sammy!" Dean squealed in delight.
"It's beautiful dear, I'll hang it on the fridge. Would you like a sandwich?" Mary replied to the overly joyed toddler.
"Yes yes can Sammy have one too?"
"No he's too little. Maybe next year."
"Okay mommy."
Dean watched his mother go to get the bread. When she opened the fridge it turned into flames.
"MOMMY!" Dean screamed.
"MOMMY!" Castiel heard Dean cry out in his sleep.
Castiel pulled over to the side of the highway. He stopped the car and shook Dean awake.
"Dean. Dean?" Castiel sternly said louder than normal.
"Cassy it... it was horrible." Dean started to cry.
Castiel hugged Dean and held him tightly. He whispered it's okay to Dean until he let go but he knew that he was more telling that to himself than to Dean. Castiel wasn't okay. He wasn't going to be okay. Especially after Dean passed. For all Cas knew, Dean could die in his arms right now.
"Dean it's okay everything is fine. I'm fine. You're fine. Sammys fine. The cats are fine." Castiel attempted to calm Dean.
"Okay just lets get to Hollywood." Dean said kind of annoyed. He didn't know why. He just was quite annoyed.
Castiel started the car up again and drove the last hour to Hollywood boulevard. He parked in a random parking lot at one end of the street.
"Well baby, lets go pose stupidly next to star paintings on a sidewalk." Castiel sarcastically said, smiling and grabbing his fancy expensive camera. It cost about one grand but it was a good quality camera.
"Yes I can't wait to look like an idiot next to the other random idiots doing the same thing as us idiots." Dean said holding back laughter.
"I'm confused."
"Me too."
Castiel sprayed sunscreen on Dean then himself. They decided to go see Criss Angels star first. Castiel knew Dean thought he was a douchebag so he wanted to give Dean the opportunity to flip him off. Or at least flip his star off.
"Ah. Cross Angel. The douchebag." Dean said, giving the star the middle finger.
Castiel giggled. His hatred toward this person he never met was comical to him. Castiel noticed Dean wandering off. He figured Dean had saw another star of a person he hated. Castiel was surprised when Dean got on the ground next to Johnny Cash's star and started talking to it like it was an old friend.
"Hey man thanks for saving my life and helping me through my childhood even if you did pass halfway through it. I appreciated you then just like I do now. I love you." Dean whispered towards the star, but really hoping Johnny heard it in heaven.
"Hey Dean? You okay?" Castiel asked.
Dean looked up at him crying as he got back on his feet. "Yeah I'm fine." Dean replied as he wiped the tears from his eyes. Dean noticed a star for Alice Cooper. He walked up to it singing.
"No more mister nice guy, no more mister cleeeeaan no more mister nice guy they said he's sick he's obsceeeene." Dean, on key for once, sang. "Ah Alice Cooper. Man you're a rock star. Thanks for your music." Dean said knowing the star couldn't tell Alice that Dean gave a shit.
Castiel noticed a star and started laughing his ass off.
"What's so funny?" Dean asked.
"Godzilla," Castiel tried to stop laughing but he couldn't. "Godzilla has his own star." Castiel continued giggling like a child.
"Dude Godzilla is awesome."
"Yeah but he's not real why does he get a star?" Castiel was still laughing.
"Well you're happy and laughing that's all that matters to me."
Dean made his way over to the Hanna-Barbera star. He loved the Hanna-Barbera cartoons. Yogi bear was his childhood favorite show. That stupid bear made him laugh more than anything. He made his way over to the star and posed next to it for Castiel to take a picture. He heard the camera snap and moved on. He walked to the star of the gayest band ever in his mind. Kiss. The band of gay hair rock. He hated Kiss for some reason he couldn't put his finger on. He shrugged and kept walking. He noticed Lassies star. He loved the Lassie movies when he and Sammy were younger. Their dad would go on business trips and Dean and Sam would watch Lassie til the sun came out. He missed those days. The days of not knowing he was going to die at age 20. The days of not worrying about whether he would make it until October. Those were the days. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw the star of Ozzy motherfucking Osbourne. Ozzy was a rock legend. Dean grew up listening to him and Metallica. He was sad Metallica didn't make the cut for a star. But Ozzy did so that was good.
Castiel noticed a star for Elvis. Castiel always thought Elvis was a good person. He didn't care for the music but in Elvis's heaven, all that was there was the bare minimum. He was the least materialistic person Castiel had ever seen in heaven. Most people took advantage of having paradise but Elvis just had what he had on earth. Maybe even less. Castiel then noticed Queen's star. Queen was a good band in Castiels eyes. He liked bohemian rhapsody. It was calming. He then saw Neil Sedakas star. Never more had a song been more ironic than Neil Sedakas Stupid Cupid. Castiel would like to clip Cupids wings at this point. Cupid was a dick. Especially since Cupid was the one who made him fall for Dean in the first place.
"The three stooges!" Dean said like an excited child. "Cas you're definitely Moe. I think I'm curly."
"Okay? I don't understand." Castiel said, confused.
"Dude you've never seen the three stooges? It's the funniest movie series ever."
"You'll have to show me."
"That I will. I have a few of the movies."
Dean was surprised Castiel had never seen the three stooges. It's a classic. Dean saw Donald Trumps star and it enraged him. That Damn idiot was trying to become president. He hoped that homophobic dickwad would die of cheeto face and tiny hand syndrome long before he even had the chance to become president. Hillary wasn't that much better. But better than Trump.
Castiel saw Robin Williams star. He loved Robin's work. He was a funny and wonderful soul. Shame that he had committed suicide. Castiel said a prayer for him. Not that God was taking prayers from Castiel. But it was worth a try.
"Anyone else you want to visit before we go to a few shops?" Castiel asked.
"No. Out of the 2600 stars, I've seen all the ones I wanted to see. Do we have to go shopping?" Dean whined like a child.
"We will go to one store on the way back to the car. Then we can go. Sound good?"
"Yeah."
Castiel led Dean back towards a souvenir store. It had a Hollywood hoodie that Castiel wanted to get for Dean. So while Dean was looking at the oldie looking match box cars that said Hollywood on them, Castiel quickly checked out and carried his bag to the car and ran back to Dean.
Dean noticed Cas run out of the store but he just assumed he needed to go to the bathroom or something. Dean checked out, buying an old 1954 ford with the Hollywood sign painted on it. Dean liked old cars and this was gorgeous.
"Ready?" Castiel asked Dean, out of breath.
"Yeah. We should probably go now so we can get home before midnight. With rush hour traffic and all." Dean said.
"Yeah."
Castiel headed toward the impala holding Deans hand. It was 3ish which meant with no traffic they'd be back around 8. With traffic, who knew? Probably around 11. Which sucked for Cas since he would have do drive for that annoyingly long period of time. But he would get to let Dean sleep for a long time so that was good. He knew Dean loved his sleep.
Dean woke up and slammed his head into the steering wheel as normal. Cas was asking him if he wanted food. He did but he knew he wouldn't be able to keep it down. He said no and went back to sleep.
Castiel ate his nuggets and drank his shake while he drove in the stop go traffic. It was such an annoying time of day but it just meant Dean could sleep longer. Castiel was tired but not as tired as it would be dangerous to drive. Castiel drove slow as physically possible for an hour or so. He finally got out of the rush hour traffic and maxed out his car on the empty freeway. He was glad no cops noticed he was going 120 mph. Castiel didn't want to pay for a damn speeding ticket. He just liked the exhilaration and the wind coming through the window on his face. It felt like heaven. Shame that people weren't supposed to go 120 on any roads. Why could cars go that fast if they weren't legally supposed to? He didn't understand vehicles.
Dean was awoken again and slammed his head into the steering wheel again.
"Baby we're home sit up." Castiel said as he turned off the car.
Castiel walked around the front of the car and grabbed Dean. He carried him inside and sang to him. Merrily we fall out of line out of line I'd fall anywhere with you I'm by your side swinging in the rain humming melodies we're not going anywhere until we freeze. Castiel laid Dean into bed and went down to Sams room to say goodnight. Castiel opened Sams door.
Sam heard his door open and he quickly slammed his laptop and pulled his covers over his member.
"CAS WHAT THE HELL?" Sam shouted.
"Sorry I um I'll just uh bye." Castiel backed out, embarrassed.
Sam was so mortified. His brothers husband had just walked in on him hand fucking himself. He was never gonna hear the end of that. He just was trying to relieve himself. That's what teenage boys did. Castiel needed to learn how to knock.
Castiel went back upstairs and Ellie and Angel followed him. Castiel let the cats in and shut the door.
"Dude I just walked in on your brother having sex with himself." Castiel said as seriously as he possibly could.
Dean bursted out laughing. "Dude it happens to the best of us. Don't you knock though?"
"I didn't think I needed to. I trust him."
"Trust him with what?"
"Not doing drugs in his room."
"Cas you're supposed to knock in case of that or the person changing clothes. Not just not knocking because of trust."
"Oh."
Dean slowly stopped laughing and fell asleep quite fast.
Castiel grabbed Dean in his arms, spooning him as they both drifted to sleep.
"I love you." Castiel whispered half asleep.
"I love you more." Dean whispered back in his sleep.

(A/N)

I did a lot of research on the google for this chapter. I didn't know so many people were in the Hollywood walk of fame. I thought more people of now were in it like Taylor Swift or Beyoncé but I guess not. I wrote this chapter while a bit tipsy so tell me if this chapter is better or worse than the others where I was not tipsy lol. Thanks for reading. Books halfway over.