Sam and Dean returned to their motel room from a hunt. They were unexpectedly stuck in traffic, so they didn't get back until five am or so. What they found surprised them.
There was a broken lamp on the floor, beer cans scattered all over the place, and Cas was passed out on the couch. He was half on the couch, half dangling from it. He was missing a sock, he wasn't wearing any pants, and there was what appeared to be some shaving cream in his hair. Dean laughed at the sight.
"Well, someone's on a bender."
Sam scoffed. "Looks like he found the liquor cabinet."
"And just drank it."
"What the hell happened?" Sam asked.
"I don't know, but I really wish I was here to see it." Dean went into the kitchen to see the damage done there.
"How bad is it?" Sam called. Dean returned from the kitchen, the smirk wiped off his face.
"Dude, there's... pink vomit in the sink."
"Oh my god, you're kidding."
"Sammy, I just can't make that up. And I, uh, I found his pants."
"Where?"
"You have to see it for yourself." Sam was hesitant, but he went into the kitchen. There was a big ceiling fan in there. Tangled in the fan was Cas's pants. He didn't know whether to laugh or not.
"How in the hell did he-"
"I don't know. How many beer cans were in there?"
Sam chuckled. "Way too many." There was an abundance of shaving cream on the floor and the walls.
"What the hell is this stuff?" Dean asked.
"It looks like shaving cream."
"Why did he have shaving cream?"
"I have no clue." They returned to the living room to find Cas smiling in his sleep.
"Who are you?" He mumbled with a laugh.
Dean couldn't help but smirk. "I have no words." He chuckled. Sam laughed with him.
"Are you from Tennessee? 'Cause you're the only ten I'm able to see." Cas giggled.
"Dude, I think he's about to have a sex dream."
Sam scoffed. He looked to his right where there was a small table. Sitting at the table was a small camera. It was still recording.
"Dean, check it out." Dean saw where he was looking.
"Oh my god, he didn't."
"I believe he did." Cas hiccuped.
"I know you,
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you,
That look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam
And I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you,
I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once,
The way you did once upon a dream."
Dean was trying so hard not to laugh, but it was impossible.
"Let's just watch the video." He giggled. He went and grabbed the camera and played the video, which he called "Cas's Drunken Escapade". It was a working title.
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Destiel One Shots
FanfictionBe warned, there are many stories here that you may question. A lot. Don't judge me too harshly, I'm always cringing as it is. For the most part it's cute, but....