A gloom hung over Cas as he wandered into his science class. It had been a long weekend being grounded. He and his siblings had been confined to the house, and Chuck had taken most of their phones so they couldn't contact Chloe or the Winchesters and it was TORTURE. The most entertaining thing over the entire time was when he walked in on Gabriel having a mental breakdown because he had actually been bored enough that he had done his homework.

But as much as Chuck didn't want them to interact with Sam and Dean because of their punishment, he couldn't keep them apart at school, especially when Cas and Dean sat next to each other.

"Hey," Dean said the second he sat down. "What happened? I tried texting you this weekend and you never replied." Cas groaned.

"My dad found out we got arrested and he's punishing us."

"Geez, so no phone?"

"Just for the weekend. My actual punishment is that I'm grounded indefinitely, and I get no bee documentaries, and no you."

"WHAT!"

"I know-"

"NO BEE DOCUMENTARIES??" Cas grinned.

"Not a single one."

"How will you live?"

"I don't know." Dean shuddered.

"You'll have to watch documentaries about...the OCEAN."

"A tragedy."

"Definitely. If it makes you feel any better, I'm grounded too, and banned from pie."

"HOW ARE YOU ACTUALLY ALIVE?"

"It's a struggle, but I'm here."

"Then I guess we'll just have to be prisoners together." 

"Yep, and hey- your dad can't ban you from being with me in school." Cas grinned and grabbed Dean's hand.

"No he can't."

"Mr. Novak!" Their teacher called from the front of the class.

"Yes?" Cas asked.

"I've received a note from your father about your current...situation. Would you please swap seats with Ms. Harvelle until further notice?"

That. Motherfucker.

Literally.

Charlie gaped at their teacher, utterly crushed as Cas grabbed his stuff and swapped seats with Jo, effectively preventing him AND Charlie from talking to their crushes.

"I hate your father," Charlie muttered as Cas sat down.

"I know," Cas sighed, quietly mad. "But you gotta hand it to him. When he gives out a punishment, he definitely covers all the bases."

****

Lunch was not much better. Sam, Dean, and Jo had been 'quietly urged' by the lunch ladies to sit on the other side of the cafeteria from the Novak siblings, who gathered at one table. Cas and Charlie gazed sadly across the room while Gabriel flipped his lunch tray over and started angrily writing on the back of it with a sharpie.

"What are you defacing now?" Anna asked with a sigh.

"I'm making a protest sign," He grumbled. "Dad has NO RIGHT TO STAND IN THE WAY OF TRUE LOVE."

"It's supposed to teach us a lesson, Gabe," Cas reminded him. "And it worked."

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?" Gabriel asked. "He told my teacher that Sam was a 'distraction to my education' and now he has to sit in the back of the room! THE DELINQUENTS SIT IN THE BACK OF THE ROOM! MY MOOSE DOES NOT DESERVE TO SIT BACK THERE!"

"What's so bad about sitting with the delinquents? They're fun," Balthazar insisted.

"Yes but my moose is pure and I refuse to let them corrupt him!"

"Oh boo hoo, he might get into emo music, eyeliner, and tattoos." Gabriel gasped.

"NO."

"What, you don't have a bad boy kink?"

"NO!"

"Dean would look good in eyeliner," Cas said. His eyes widened. "OH MY GOD."

"What?" Hannah asked.

"DEAN IN EYELINER."

"Found the one with the bad boy kink!" Balthazar said happily. "Now! Which one of you has a panty kink? Annnnnnaaaa?"

"NO." Anna said firmly.

"If you say so," Cas buried his face in his hands.

"I'm going to die," He muttered. "I'm actually going to die." 

"Aaaaand there!" Gabriel held up his makeshift protest sign, which read 'DON'T TREAD ON MY GAY LOVE AFFAIR.'

"....You do realize you have to return that tray to the lunch ladies, right?" Hannah reminded him.

"Screw the lunch ladies, they betrayed us."

"I know they did."

"HOW COULD THEY? AND AFTER ALL THOSE NICE THINGS YOU SAID ABOUT DEBRA."

"I bet it was Maurice, he hates me."

"He still works here after you told the whole school he spits in the puddings?"

"Yep. So a word to the wise- Don't eat the pudding." Hannah pointedly tossed her cup in the trash and Gabriel sighed.

"I'll return the tray, and slowly deface all of them with the same thing. That way everyone in school will know not to mess with my moose, even long after I've graduated."

"They do wash the trays."

"It's sharpie."

"....Well then yep, that's there forever. Welcome to your Lawrence High School legacy, Gabriel."

"If a gay love confession on a lunch tray is my legacy in life, then I have done everything right."

"I have a question," Cas started, turning to Anna and Balthazar. "How come you two aren't being forced to stay away from anyone?" Anna and Balthazar raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"Cassie," Balthazar explained. "If Dad called the school and told them to keep everyone we've been with away from us- they're be no one left in the school except us and that table with your boyfriend."

"That's not healthy."

"Name one thing we do that IS healthy."

A/N: I am so so very tempted to make merch that says 'Don't Tread on my Gay Love Affair', somebody stop me from actually doing it-