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    When the popcorn was done and Dean had candy almost falling out of his arms, they marched upstairs to watch the movie.

      Castiel easily got scared- screaming not even half way into the movie. Dean had to admit it was hilarious when he jumped at every little noise and almost spilling the popcorn on himself.

     After the movie finished Castiel still looked petrified, clutching to the empty bucket of popcorn wide-eyed; he was too scared to get any sleep so Dean popped in another movie and by the opening credits Castiel had passed out.

    Dean fell asleep a few minutes later and woke up a little while later - it was still dark - to discover the fact that Castiel snored in his sleep. Dean fell back asleep only to wake up in the morning to Castiel, sprawled out across the bed. His hair was a mess, and Dean had to stifle a laugh so not to wake him.

     Dean then fell into a lights snooze that was quickly interrupted by Sammy poking him in the face.

    "Ow, Sam stop doing that, what do you want?" Dean asked annoyed while swatting his brother away. "I wanna know if you can make breakfast." Sam pleaded.

    Sammy had the best puppy dog eyes in the world, easily persuading Dean to do the requested task.

    "Ugh, fine let me get Cas off of me and I'll make some pancakes or something." Dean grumbled, annoyed at how easily he had given in. "Yay!" Sam cheered while running down the stairs.

    Dean slowly and carefully manage to get out of the bed without waking Castiel. After walking to the doorway Dean hears Castiel sit up in bed, sensing a loss of heat.  Castiel looks like he has a hangover and is sporting the worst bed head Dean had ever seen.  Dean couldn't hold in the laugh at his friends grumpy facial expression.

    Castiel grumbles "Ugh... What's so funny?" His voice is deeper that it usually is and causes Dean to suck in some air, he tries to calm himself down so he doesn't start laughing again,

     "Dude, you look like a hungover zombie with the worst case of bed head I've ever seen."

Castiel mumbled something and pated his hair down before getting out of bed to go walk downstairs. Dean goes to the bathroom for a quick shower and when he comes down the stairs to the kitchen he sees that Sam somehow managed to make some coffee for Castiel, who is now looking a lot better.

"So we have a non-morning person and a coffee addict on our hands." Dean chuckles and playfully puncheshim in the arm.

"Your telling me, that's his fifth cup since I made the pot!" Cas rolls his eyes at Sams irritation, causing Dean to laugh as he starts to cook some eggs for breakfast.