Sam: “Cas! What are doing?”

Cas: “Humoring Dean.”

Dean: “It’s there!”

Sam: “It’s”?

Dean: “Season Elevens myth arc!”

Cas: “Mind melds are...”

Dean: “Dont stop now!”

Cas: “...incredibly painful. There is no answer. It’s a fools errand!”

Sam: “Not to mention my brother is a stubborn ass. Carry on Cas!”


Happy now? AC22

*Accepting his new lot in life Cas practices his new profession*

Dean: “A little angelic assistance here Cas!”

Cas: “You ran out of gel Dean. Hardly a cosmic consequence!”

Cas: “You’ve got a few flyaway hairs here. I’ll just...”

Dean: “The arm, Cas. What about my arm!”

Dean: Just a little off the top please and shave the sides. Then maybe you can shave Sam's beard off.
Cas: What do you think this is? A Barbers shop?

Sam: Cas!! Can you do it?

Cas: I don’t know. These split ends are the worse I’ve ever seen.

After a regrettable incident with a straightening iron, Dean was already beginning to question his decision to volunteer as a model for Cas' latest money making scheme. Sam couldn't wait to see Dean's reaction when he discovered he'd replaced the hair gel with superglue, but he'd still hidden the keys to the Impala's trunk as a precaution.

Castiel: No, Dean. Despite your shared DNA with Sam, and best efforts, your hair just cannot grow past two inches.

Sam: Hey, don't look pissed at me, man.

Sam: Cas! What are you doing?

Cas: I have to touch it. I have to do it very gingerly.

Dean: Cas, just dry my damn hair already.


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Cas: “So... “Cas’s Cuts?”

Dean: “No!”

Cas: “Cas’s Coiffures?”

Dean: “What?”

Cas: “It’s French.”

Dean: “Then nein!”

Cas: “That’s German.”

Dean: “You’re German, German...”

Cas: “Cas Of The Mohicans?”

Dean: That doesn’t even make sense!”

Cas: “Mohawks are a thing are they not?”

Dean: “So not!”

Cas: “Hallow Be Thy Mane?”

Dean: “Too biblicly.”

Cas: “Biblical. Serenity Station?”

Dean: “Too new-agey”.

Cas: “Halo Again?”

Dean: “Too religious.”

Cas: “I Will Grab You Tight and Raise You To Perfection?”

Dean: “Too familiar. And not creepy at all!”

Sam: “You two still up? How are you feeling?”

Dean: “Other than wishing I were drowning in my own body right now?”

Cas: “Angel Blade?”

*Sam and Dean turning off the bunker lights*

Both: “Good night Cas!”

Cas: “And next week we learn how to color hair!”

Cas: "Dean. One does not simply acquire dark fluffy luxurious hair like mine. It takes time and patience."

*Cas angelically covers Deans recently discovered bald spot*

Cas: “The number of the beast is 666. Why do you have a 665?”

Using his aura, I’ll realign Dean’s Chakras.