HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Dean smirked as he pulled the pie out of the oven and breathed in the scent. The turkey was gone. Between Sam and Dean, it was gobbled down. Cas sat there confused as to why they were eating so much. "It tastes like molecules. I don't understand..."

"Cas, the point is to be thankful for what we have. We don't have a lot, but tonight we do!" Sam smiled at him. "Understand?"

"Not really... What are you thankful for?"

"Well... You two..." Sam huffed. "That's all i have!"

"I'm thankful for hot chicks, my family, oh... And most importantly, pie!" Dean smiled ans let out a small laugh. Cas gave him the squinty eyes and looked like a puppy as he studied their actions.

"That's it?"

"Yeah, why?" Dean shrugged at him.

"I am thankful for you both, Sam, Dean. Also that god has not smited me or anything. That hell and heaven are in order for now... My brothers and sisters do not hate me..."

"It's impossible to hate you, Cas... We'd have thrown you away so quick if we meant anythinf by our feelings."

"Oh... well thank you..."

Both of the Winchester boys smiled at him. Sam slipped Cas a drink. Whiskey. The kind Dean could chug and wouldn't get drunk off of. When dinner was done, there were two slices of pie left an a tipsy Sam, who was holding up a very drunk Cas. Dean was steady sipping his and laughing.

"We should play t-truth or dare!" Sam suggested. "I'll go first..." He wasn't drunk enough to lose himself, but his head kinda hurt. "Dean! Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Who do you think has the prettiest eyes?"

"Easy, Cas!" Dean looked over at the angel who was holding himself up on Sam.

"You sa-id my naamee?" Cas slurred out.

"Yeah, i said you had pretty eyes! Okay... Cas, truth or dare?"

"Dare me bi**h!"

"I dare you to stand up on your own." Dean laughed as Cas let go of Sam and almost fell on the floor, but he grabbed onto the wall.

"I'm afraid i can not do this." The drunk angel looked like he'd pass out. "Sammy, i dare you to smash the pie in dicknugget's face!"

"Dicknugget?"

"DEEAAAAN!"

Sam nodded and did so, the pumpkin pie going all over Dean's face and chest. "God dammit son of a bi**ch!" Dean cursed. "Now i gotta take a shower!"

"Dean wait!" Sam called. "I have an idea," he stepped closer to Cas and whispered something in his ear. Dean got visibly jealous. "Cas. I know it will taste bad, but you should lick the pie off of Dean's face."

Without question, Cas nodded and stumbled over to Dean, wrapping his arms around his neck and using his tongue to lick the soft pumpkin pie off of Dean's face.

"Cas! What the f**k??" Dean didn't try to push him away. He couldn't deny that he enjoyed it either.

Cad stopped when he got to Dean's lips. He started at them for a few seconds before slowly draging his tongue over them and staring into Dean's eyes. Sam stood watching, holding in his inner fangirl. Cas licked across Dean's lips more forcefully again before pressing their lips together. Surprisingly, Dean kissed him back with equal force. "Oh.." Cas whispered and leaned on him. "I'm thankful for this pie too, and our profound bond."

"You're a drunk dork!" Dean laughed and kissed him hard, again.

Sam looked proud of his work and just clapped quietly.