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After a few months of living with The Winchesters, Castiel found it more easy towards adjusting to being human. He had his own room and he was fond of being able to see Dean and Sam each day. Although it took sometime not being able to poof to anywhere he wanted and he learned he was easily car sick, he couldn't ask for it better.
He was being drove by Dean to go grocery shopping, he wanted to bake a pie for Dean, after Sam told him Dean's favorite food was pie and homemade was the best pie to Dean.
"Now Cas, don't go wandering off again." Dean pulled into the local supermarket that displayed pumpkins bright and orange sitting by the sliding automatic doors.
"But that woman lost her son, she needed my help." Castiel defended. His palms felt sticky from the heater Dean had on, when had he felt the weather change, wasn't it nice enough to go swimming the other day?
"That woman didn't have a frigging kid, she wanted something from you." Dean opened his door, letting a gust of wind in.
Castiel's eyebrows creased together, it was another reference Cas couldn't understand.
"You mean she was a demon? Why didn't we kill her?" Castiel wondered.
Dean fell over to his knees laughing. "You're so darn innocent, it's like a frigging puppy. No Cas she wanted into your pants." Dean watched Castiel's reaction.
"If she wanted my pants, I'm sure she could of bought a pair herself."
Dean rolled his eyes, of course Cas wouldn't understand the fact that the woman was leading him into the women's stall to suck him off.
"She was indeed Cas trying to get your pants off."
Castiel exited from the Impala, he noticed a few children were wearing strange clothing, even some wore a attempted try on an angel costume.
"Dean what are those children doing?" Castiel stayed close to Dean watching the children grabbing handfuls of candy from a bucket at the grocery store.
"It's Halloween Cas, sheesh don't you know about that?" Dean helped himself to a small pile of candy that was sitting in a bucket.
"No, I don't understand that is it a tv show or some sort of food?" Castiel felt naive not knowing anything about holidays, after all he was an angel of The Lord for as long as he could remember.
"Cas you truly are clueless aren't you?" Dean grabbed a shopping cart, tossing random food items into it. Castiel watched more children in different clothes, some were aliens, heroes, or something Cas couldn't understand.
"Halloween, is when kids and sometimes adults go trick or treating. You dress up knock on a stranger's door and say simply trick or treat and you get candy or in some cases a toothbrush so you egg the old bitch's house and make a run for it." Dean explained.
"Does it happen every year?" Castiel thought of Dean being younger and trick or treating, it was a nice thought.
"Every year on October 31st, and it gets better."
"How's that? What else happens?" Castiel is holding onto a pie tin tossing it in the cart.
"You get to carve pumpkins." Dean picked up three pumpkins, two for the Winchesters and one for Cas.
"What is the purpose of all of this?" Cas held onto the pumpkin examining it as if it might explode.
"To have fun Cas. Now come on its almost dark..if we want a head start on those snivelling teenagers we have to make a move on."
Dean pushed the shopping cart, towards the checkout. Cas read a few magazines while Dean paid.
"Have a nice day sir!" The cashier said to the both of them as they carried the bags together. "Happy Halloween!" She added.
"See Cas, I told you Halloween is fun you're going to see." Dean piled the bags in the back trunk.
"You said kids dress up, what sort of costume could I even wear?" Castiel thought of dressing up and the ideal excited him.
"We'll I'm sure Sam has something around the bunker to dress you up as." Dean smiled at his friend, you would be pretty cute as yourself he thought of adding and instead turned the radio on.
***
"This is Castiel's first Hallowen, wow didn't inspect angels would be out of touch with the times." Charlie Bradbury stood with a almost identical Hogwarts uniform, she even held the wand.
"But why is Cas going trick or treating isn't he too old for that?" Sam actually was happy to see Castiel celebrating his first holiday as a human.
"It's his first Halloween Sam, you're not too old for the damn holiday I don't believe ever." Dean stood wearing a leather jacket dark denim jeans with the cuffs rolled up, he even wore a white shirt pushing the sleeves up, he wanted to have Cas feel included as much as possible.
"Whatever, you're a huge dork." Sam rolled his eyes taking himself and a bowl of popcorn into the living room watching a horror film.
"Oh yeah? Says the guy that, reads haiku poems for fun, besides I get free candy from this whole ordeal so I say it's a win win." Dean mocked.
"Do you even have a costume for him? I mean I would suggest an angel but-"
Charlie caught Dean's reaction. "Okay still pretty touchy on that subject I see." Charlie pretended to be invested in her wand.
"How about we make old Clarence a ghost?" A new voice joined the three.
"Meg how many damn times do i have to tell you, to frigging to call before magically appearing." Dean held his head already knowing it was going to be a long night.
"Sorry Dean, but I heard Clarence was going out on his first Halloween experience and I wouldn't miss it for the world!" She spotted the bowl of popcorn in Sam's hands. She took it placing a mouthful in her mouth.
"Hey that's mine, wait how are you not reacting to the salt in that." Sam tried taking the bowl back.
"Simple, not all salt repels me. Just like not all humans annoy me." She handed Sam back the bowl. "Rock salt is a bitch though. Thankfully humans don't eat it."
"Actually making Cas a ghost wouldn't be such a bad idea, it's simple and no one will suspect its not a kid under the sheet." Charlie spoke, she liked Meg's ideal and Meg didn't seem too bad of a person.
Dean left the room before opening a closet door he pulled out a perfectly white sheet, it was long enough for the former angel and could be easily used.
"Sammy, cut holes in for the eyes. Cas is going to be a ghost." Dean smiled.
"Look at this my boys are going trick or treating. And the ghost ideal was mine." Meg sat next to Sam watching the film.
Castiel came out from the shower freshly bathed he wore sweats and had taken a habit of borrowing Dean's shirts which no one said a word about, he was surprised by Charlie wearing a outfit similar to the movies Sam and her forced him to watch.
If he could remember right it was Harry Potter, being human he couldn't remember as good as an angel could.
"Cas, you're all done in the shower!" Charlie beamed.
"Uh yes, after carving pumpkins i spattered pumpkin guts all over myself." Cas remembered Dean wanted to do something for Halloween to be honest he much rather curl up on the sofa with Dean and try to fall asleep next to him as he watched another slasher film.
"Oh come on, that's not how you kill a fucking leviathan! They can't die!!" Meg shouted at the TV throwing a handful of popcorn at it.
Sam sighed explaining it was only a movie, to which Meg rolled her eyes.
"Hey Clarence, how's the pizza man?"
Cas sighed, although Meg was a demon she was still a good friend to the Winchesters and him.
"The pizza man is gone, Happy Halloween Meg." Cas turned to go to his room to be greeted by Dean.
He looked the same old Dean well except he was a bit different, to be exact he looked like he stepped out of one of those old 50's movies he watched when he suffered what Sam called insomnia, on anyone else it would of looked cheesy but on Dean it looked amazing.
"So Cas, do you want to go trick or treating? Meg suggested you could go as a ghost, but we could always find something else if you want." Dean pulled out the white sheet, handing it over to Cas for a moment their hands touched and Dean felt the soft touch of Castiel's skin.
"No Dean, I think it's perfect." Castiel said more than willing.
"Really? That's great." Dean felt a awkward pause and mumbled about warming up the impala leaving Cas.
"Come on Castiel lets fix you up, you have to look cute as a button to get those big candy bars." Meg winked at him, and Sam made a scoffing sound before taking the sheet making a pair of eyes in the sheet.
"It's going to be so much fun, Castiel trust me you're going to have fun." Charlie rounded the corner to join Dean.
***
Charlie found Dean, sitting in his impala with the radio blasting house of the rising sun.
She opened the door careful not to smear her perfectly shaped lightly scar, she climbed in turning the radio down to get Dean's attention.
"Hey, that's a good song. Damn it-." He saw it was Charlie so he calmed down a bit.
"Are you going to tell him." Charlie didn't beat around the bush.
"Tell him what? Hey Cas I know you're an angel no I'm sorry a former angel of The Lord but hey do you wanna go out sometime?"
Charlie rolled her eyes, she had known for awhile now that Dean had the biggest crush on Castiel. She figured it out one day after studying Dean's expressions whenever Casitel was around, he even volunteered to drive 1,200 miles to rescue Casitel after he had been ripped of his grace.
"Dean if you even care about Castiel, you would of asked him out already I mean..you're even trying to give him Halloween I thought you hated it." Charlie said smoothing out her pencil skirt.
"What if he says no? What then?" Dean wasn't one to commit to relationships he usually burned out on people, but for Castiel he could change. He would settle down and even for Cas he would stop hunting and try a simple apple pie life.
"I can tell Casitel likes you as much as you love him. Just go went it, doesn't hurt to ask." Charlie offered.
"I guess so. Thanks Charlie." He turned up the radio to hear don't fear the reaper was now playing.
He groaned throwing his head against the steering wheel.
"If you don't tell him by midnight tonight, then I will." Charlie said meaning every word and Dean knew she would too.
***
Later that evening Castiel was strolling the streets with Dean, slowly understanding the concept of actually going to neighbours doors and asking for candy.
The great thing about being a ghost was no one could tell if he was an adult or a child.
Dean on the other hand was shot down by serval people, in response he carried a carton of eggs tossing it at their homes, some habits die hard.
"So Cas, how much candy have you got?" Dean struggled to engage in small talk, he hadn't felt this nervous since he tried asking out someone in high school.
"I'm sure it's half full, but if you want we can take a break. My feet are aching from walking." Cas sat on the trunk of the impala while Dean stood awkwardly watching Cas dig out a kit kat taking a bite of it.
"Dean come sit next to me." Castiel suggested it wasn't a command.
Dean was grateful that it was dark out so his blushing face didn't show.
"Is it true?" Castiel pulled another wrapper off a snickers bar handing it to Dean.
Dean felt panic override him, fucking Charlie told you didn't she? "Is what true?" He took a bite of the candy bar.
"That you like snickers bars, Meg told me you enjoyed them." Castiel said carelessly, with the sheet off him for a moment Dean could truly admire Casitel's blue eyes that burned into Dean's very green eyes.
"Yeah I guess she knows a few things about me after all." Panic left Dean and replaced with a sense of calm.
Castiel and Dean ate a few more candy bars before discovering neither of them liked skittles.
"They get stuck in my teeth and they don't taste that good." Dean handed the pack to Cas.
"They smell and are tasteless and bitter, I don't want them." Castiel not knowing what to do with them tossed them back in his bag.
Dean suggested they go visit a few more homes before it was midnight.
"Hey Dean." Castiel slipped the sheet back over himself hiding his beautiful face.
"Yeah Cas? What is it did you eat too much candy?"
Dean imagined a stomach ache that Cas would suffer.
He shook his head. "No I just really wanted to thank you for going through all this hassle just for me. You're a really good friend."
Dean smiled at Cas, he wanted nothing more to kiss his soft pink lips he could smell the soap Cas loved to use he could almost taste the chocolate on his lips. He pictured himself whisking Cas back to his car and kissing every inch of his body.
Instead he followed Cas around, as he went house to house. Watching him like a proud parent as Cas enjoyed himself.
"Anytime Cas you're my buddy." Without control he pulled Cas into one of his hugs, wishing he could just hold on a bit more.