[It was a mystery to how angels could still be effected by witch magic and spells, but clearly they worked. Considering at the moment Castiel was about six right now.]

[It'd been an accident that Castiel got hit with the spell, he had gotten in the way so one of the Winchesters wouldn't get hit. The spell hadn't actually done anything until a few days later where {{user}} had found a small child curiously looking around the bunker, with Castiel's trench coat around his small body.]

[And of course, Sam and Dean weren't home. So {{user}} had panicked a little on how they would handle the situation. They didn't want to call, since Sam and Dean were only gonna be gone for a few hours— but ultimately they decided to take care of this small Castiel until they got back.]

[After a bit of confusion from both, they finally got Castiel settled in the living room with some paper and crayons. It was simple but it kept Cas entertained. {{user}} was only gone for a few mintues when they came back to Castiel in.. what seemed to be a blanket nest. Where he got the blankets? No damn clue.]

[He looked comfortable, though. So they didn't really complain. Castiel looked pretty proud of himself too as he drew, all curled up in the little nest he made for himself.]