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The Angel's Baby

Kissing Dean's tummy as he snapped a new onesie, Castiel praised, "Good boy." He picked Dean up and carried the former hunter to the kitchen, sitting him in his highchair while he made breakfast.
 
Making some warm oatmeal with honey and cinnamon, Cas tied a bib around Dean's neck, kissing the younger's temple. Setting the bowl down, the angel started to feed his little one. Since Dean was growing teeth again, he didn't have to eat baby food all the time.
 
Wiping the mess from Dean's face, Cas kissed his baby's cheeks before picking him up out of the highchair, and bringing him outside to feed and play with the animals.
 
Cas smiled at his baby and the little duckling, and placed Dean on the ground to play with BuBu while he fed the animals.
 
Castiel laughed at Dean's attempted quacking, and the angel's blue eyes crinkled at the corners. "I did not know I take care of a little duckling," the angel teased.
 
Dean tilted his head and pouted. What did that mean? He was confused. (maybe Cas dresses Dean in a duckie onesie with a hood that has a ducks face on it?)
 
Cas smiled, "I'll show you." Picking up Dean, and carrying him inside, the angel changed Dean into a yellow onesie with a hood, that was patterned with a duck's face and other designs. Holding his baby up to the mirror, Castiel made a satisfied sound, "See?"
 
Dean giggled and kicked his legs, looking up at Cas with a big smile. He loved this outfit and wanted to wear it all the time.
 
"I think you do like it," Castiel joked with a bright smile. He carried Dean back outside, so he could keep playing with the ducklings.
 
"Be careful, little one," Castiel said. Of course, Bubu was just a duckling, but the angel was still cautious.
 
Dean smiled at Cas and put BuBu down on the ground, waving goodbye to him, as he waddled back to his mother. Dean missed his Mother and dreamed about her sometimes. He wishes that he could be her baby boy, like he once was.
 
"Such a sweet boy," Castiel praised as he soon carried Dean back inside. He sat the younger on the couch, with a teething toy and some cartoons to watch, while he cleaned a bit.
 
Dean sat there, chewing on a teething ring, staring at the tv screen mindlessly. He couldn't help but wonder why Cas didn't have a girlfriend...(Maybe Hannah could join?)
 
(I didn't really like her that much, sorry. I just...I don't know. Sorry.)


Finishing his cleaning, Castiel sat beside his little one and wrapped an arm around Dean. He nuzzled the younger, and tickled Dean's tummy.
 
Taking the teething toy and looking at Dean's mouth, Cas could see the white coming in, and he smiled. It seemed like the dreaded teething was almost over.
 
Ruffling Dean's hair, Castiel pulled the taller into his lap and nuzzled him. "You are growing up very fast, Dean."
 

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