A Very Merry Christmas In The Bunker || Destiel ✔

Chapter 6

"Dean, you're supposed to be helping me, not just sit there and watch!" Castiel says, facing away from the stove to stare at Dean who's seated at the table in the kitchen sipping on a beer and being of not much help.

They're supposed to be cooking burgers right now. Well, Castiel was meant to, but now it's the both of them after they discovered Castiel doesn't quite know how to work the stove properly. But all Dean has been doing is sit at the table drinking and giving Castiel instructions on what to do.

"Hey, I am helping!" Dean says. "I'm keeping watch for any fires." He holds up the fire extinguisher he has sitting on the floor next to him. "And I'm instructing you on what to do!"

Castiel sighs, shaking his head. "While I do appreciate that, Dean. I'd prefer a little more help than that."

He really does appreciate it, but it's not entirely the help he had in mind. He'd prefer it if Dean were to be a bit more helpful.

"I'm drinking, Cas." Dean says, holding up his beer. "And you're not supposed to drink and cook at the same time."

At that, Castiel raises an eyebrow, folding his arms as he tilts his head to the side a little. "Dean, you always drink and cook at the same time!" He says. "Don't tell me you're going to start being careful now just so you don't have to cook."

Dean goes quiet. He knows that Castiel is right with that. He always drinks and cooks at the same time - even when you shouldn't do that.

"Well, that may be true, Cas." Dean says. "But you promised that you'd be the one attempting to cook."

While that's true, it doesn't mean that Dean can't be of any help. He barely even helped to make the patties, so Castiel was left to make those mostly by himself, so he hopes they end up tasting alright - not that he himself will really be able to tell if they taste alright, He'll have to get that opinion from everyone else in the bunker.

Although he has a slight worry that he added too much garlic and maybe a little bit more herbs than he was supposed to.... But Dean didn't really tell him how much to use, so he hopes they're okay.

"Doesn't mean you can't be of more help." Castiel says. "Could you at least get the rest of the stuff for burgers done while I cook the patties?"

Nodding, Dean guesses that he can do that as he gets up and makes his way over to the fridge. Though he stops, to look back over at Castiel. "It would be better if you uh, kept an eye on the patties while you cook them, Cas." He says. "Before they start to burn."

Castiel turns around, his attention back onto the meat patties he has cooking on the stove. Thankfully, they're not burnt, but one side of each patty is more cooked than the other, so he flips them over, being extra careful so they don't fall onto the floor. Though he suspects that even if they did fall on the floor, Dean may still eat them....

Glancing over his shoulder, he finds Dean with everything else they need out on the table, and is busy cutting up an onion.

At least he's being helpful now....

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"Lunch is ready!" Dean calls out, wandering off out of the kitchen to round up everyone else, leaving Castiel to clean up the mess, and set everything up on the bench for the others to make their burgers the way they want.

It doesn't take very long for everyone to start piling into the kitchen, although Castiel notices Sam frown as he sees that it's burgers for lunch. Not exactly what he really was hoping for, but he should have known it'd be burgers again if Dean's the one who sorted out lunch.

"Really, Dean?" Sam asks. "Burgers again?"

"Hey!" Dean says, walking over to Sam, whacking him on the back of his head. "Don't complain. Cas spent hours making them."

Sam looks from Dean to Castiel in surprise. He wasn't expecting Castiel to have been the one to make them, and it seems everyone else is surprised to hear it too.

Castiel turns to Dean, unsure of why Dean is claiming they took hours to make. It was only an hour tops. "It didn't take hours to make them, Dean."

"You made these, Castiel?" Mary asks, surprised to hear that the angel was the one to make them all lunch.

"Um, yes." Castiel nods, looking over at Mary. "I uh, I hope they taste alright. I think I may have added a little too much garlic in the patties."

"Hey, what matters is that you tried, Cas. That's all we can ask for." Dean says, patting Castiel on the back, before he's off to fix himself up a burger.

Castiel nods, watchung as everyone fixes themselves up a burger. Even Jack who appears to have finally came out of his room makes himself one.

And once everyone's made themselves their burgers, they leave the kitchen, leaving Castiel alone to tidy everything up. Not that he minds them all leaving him to clean up the mess by himself though. It gives him something to do while they all have their lunch.

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"So how are they?" Castiel asks, once he finally makes his way towards the others after he's done cleaning up in the kitchen.

He hopes the burgers are good, and judging by the empty plates sitting on the table in front of everyone, he's assuming the answer is that they're good. He really hopes it means that they were at least okay.

Dean looks up over at him, smiling as he gets up. "They were awesome, Cas." He says. "In fact, I'm gonna go make myself another."

As Castiel looks to the others for assurance that they were okay and it's not just Dean saying they're okay, he smiles as the others nod their heads in agreement with Dean, and Eileen gives him a thumbs up..

"Dean's right, Castiel." Mary says. "They were great."

And Castiel is glad to hear it.