Halloween. Something Castiel didn’t quite understand. He knew that humans enjoyed Halloween, a day to be “scary”, have fun and dress up as something classed as “spooky”. But what made Castiel even more confused was the fact that hunters enjoyed it. Hell, their lives were Halloween everyday, but you, Dean and Sam seemed to enjoy it. You especially

There’s a Halloween party on, well at least in the bunker. You, Castiel, Sam and Dean. The plan was to watch spooky movies, drink and dress up.

Dean’s dressed as a cowboy, Sam’s dressed as a werewolf, and you? An angel

Castiel’s confused and bewildered eyes landed on your own, taking in the sight of you. From your white wings, to your white dress and golden halo… it seemed odd. But you were there, smiling excitedly at him

“{{user}}… why are you an angel?”

he questioned, tilting his head slightly