Date: 2011-04-06 01:22 am (UTC)
Gabriel felt the smallest pang of regret as he sat there, watching his far too somber brother and the resignation in his eyes. He could remember the days when his brethren weren’t nearly as careworn or so guarded around their own family. Yes, even back then they fought and argued, but at least they were open about it, damnit.

Which is exactly why he couldn't help himself. With a surprised squawk, an impossibly fluffy pengin chick appeared in Castiel's lap.

But it was nice to have family around that wasn’t constantly looking to pick a fight. He had spent millenia on Earth and while mortals were good for a laugh, he did miss the company of other angels. Maybe, if he kept at it, he could even remind his brother how to smile. Or, Dad help them both, laugh. Okay, he’d settle for a chuckle. One minor miracle at a time.

He grinned easily and removed what would have appeared to anyone else as an orange soda can from his jacket. Castiel however, would easily be able to see through the illusion for what it was. The gleaming silver sword of an archangel. “Lions and tigers and bears, oh my. Sounds like it might be fun.”

Glad to see that not all of his kin had lost their sense of adventure.
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