Both of Us

CHARGE

The following Saturday, Dean had allowed Cas to drive the Impala to the mystery place. After an hour of driving they pulled into a dirt lot on the edge of town in front of the woods.

"Are we going on a freaking picnic?" Dean asked, laughing. Cas shook his head and grabbed a duffle bag from the back seat. After trekking about half a mile, they came across what looked like a carnival. Brightly colored tents were scattered about and Dean saw some dude walk by dressed completely in chainmail. "Cas?" Dean asked, confused, "where are we?"

Suddenly a girl walked up to them. She was wearing an old, fancy dress, with delicate golden crown atop her curly red hair. "Hey bitches!" she called out, smiling.

"Charlie," Cas greeted, pulling her into a side hug. Feeling more than just a bit awkward, Dean asked "So what's going on? Where are we?" Stepping away from Cas, Charlie smirked, saying "So this must be Dean," Cas nodded so she threw her hands in the air and yelled "Welcome to LARPing!"

Dean was still pretty confused, but half an hour later, he was prepared for battle. Apparently LARPing was like a role playing renaissance fair, and Dean was to lead a charge for Charlie, the Queen of Moons. He thought it was going to be lame, but it turned out to be really fun. His face was painted, he had a big ass sword, and he was ready to kick some ass.

Cas was more excited about the historical facts, but once he was dragged away from the tents, he too was ready to fight. He wasn't as impressive as Dean, but he was still battle ready. Dean gathered his army and began a speech, it may have been word for word from Braveheart, but it was the only one he knew.

Finishing with "They make take our lives, but they will never take OUR FREEDOM!" He wrapped an arm around Cas' waist and gave him a quick peck on the lips before raising his sword and yelling "CHARGE!"

Cas knew Dean was having a good time; he grinned the way he did when they met Kirk Hammett. Cas wasn't very good at fighting himself, but Dean was always in front of him, slaying anyone who so much as looked at Cas.

He was glad they had compromised. Doing thing they both enjoyed made him love Dean even more.