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Dean's first Halloween. lol
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Castiel had to restrain the urge to laugh when Mary was trying to get her overly excited son dressed to partake in the odd ritual of "trick or treating." Dean was bouncing, ecstatic to be able to go and get candy. He and his mother had gone shopping for an outfit earlier, and the boy had chosen one that had surprised the angel.
He refused every cute, plastic masked costume in three stores. His mother was shocked when he picked a make up kit for a werewolf. He was upset that the clawed gloves were for adults and his little hands could not fit in them. Mary bought two kits so he would have enough hair for his hands. The former hunter in her concerned over a two year old's interests. Where had her son learned about werewolves?
The angel simply smiled. It was a harmless fascination for now and after hearing the song "Bad Moon Rising," he'd had to explain about werewolves as best as he could to his ward. Dean knew they were dangerous but was interested, and the heavenly warrior knew the interest in the supernatural would only serve him well in the future. He smiled as the make up was applied. "I know this day is a pagan celebration, Father, but I have to say that he looks rather adorable."
"At least he will not be eating too much candy with adult vampire teeth in his mouth," Father mentioned. They both listened as Dean asked his normal questions about tricks and treats and the difference in them.
"No, we just have to worry about that after he gets home," the angel said with a laugh. John was staying home to hand out candy, so it was just mother, son, and the angelic guardian. "He looks like a big puppy more than a fearsome creature," he admitted, large smile curving his lips.
The next hour, mother, son, and angel walked the neighborhood streets. Dean learned that no light meant no candy. He walked by his mother's side. They stopped at a local grocery store. It was closed but the outside lights were still on. Mary opened the door and Dean ran to the counter. The owner frowned when he saw the child.
"Oh goodness! What do we have here?" The owner seemed to act properly afraid of the miniature wolfman.
The child growled as best as a mouth full of adult teeth would let him. At this time, the door opened and two teenagers entered. The man looked up and said, "We're closed." The boys laughed and started taking chips and drinks, enjoying their plunder.
One walked up and tried to get into Dean's candy bag. The younger Winchester spit out his teeth, and said, "You tricked. No treat." The teen started to reach down to him. Before Mary could do anything, the little boy was on his knees with a mouth full of calf. The teen was screaming, Mary was trying to stop the situation, and the storekeeper was on the phone talking to 911.
Castiel reacted, using some of his grace to encourage the boys to leave the child alone. Mary could fight but seemed to have forgotten how to at this moment. He nudged her, trying to get her to embrace the fighter's instinct even for this moment.
Dean dug in deeper, gnawing the calf and the older boy fell to the floor, screaming louder. The other teen stopped staring and ran to his aid. Dean let go and looked up at the boy running towards him and bared bloody teeth that showed through the blood covered hair. He raised his hands like claws and yelled, "I got wabies!"
Both boys stared, wide-eyed at the two year old as a police car pulled up front. Castiel and Mary were trying to figure out where Dean learned about rabies and canines.
Castiel looked at the scene for a moment before breaking into full laughter, nearly hitting the floor. Oh merciful Father, life with this Winchester was NOT going to be dull! Rabies indeed.
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