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“Hey, Dean?”
“Yes?”
“How many Advent calendars does one person need?”
After more than a decade of knowing Castiel, there weren’t that many things Cas could say that surprised Dean anymore, but this one did make him put down the book he was reading.
“Uh, what?” he asked, looking up at Cas, who was standing in the middle of the room, looking like he was in a rush and only came home for two minutes.
“I’m sorry, was my question unclear?”
“Yes, Cas, it was. Would you care to elaborate?”
“Well,” Cas sighed, relaxing his posture and walking closer to Dean. “I started looking up Christmas traditions, and according to a lot of websites, many people buy these things called Advent calendars before Christmas, and because this is going to be the first Christmas in Heaven since the re-designing, I am planning to bring some into existence to make everyone happy and-”
“Wait, what? Slow down, Cas,” Dean said. “There’s Christmas in Heaven?”
“Of course there is, Dean. Now, about the calendars…”
“Okay, first of all,” Dean interrupted again, “you should have asked us about Christmas traditions, not the internet. And by the way, how were you even able to use it? I didn’t think we had access up here.”
“Well, we do have internet, but it’s not the one people on Earth have access to.”
“This place gets stranger every day,” Dean muttered.
“Could you answer my question, please?” Cas inquired, getting a little impatient.
“One Advent calendar per person is enough,” Dean said.
“Thank you.”
“Anything for you,” Dean said with a wink. Cas seemed flustered by the unexpected gesture; he stood frozen in place, looking at the ground instead of Dean for a few moments, before turning around and shuffling away without a word. Dean couldn’t help but grin as he watched him leave.