Batman and...Castiel? Chapter Five: My Name is Castiel
Dean got along with the kids named Garth and Kevin splendidly, even if they were quite younger than he was. But they liked Batman and that was good enough for Dean Winchester.
"But I am the Night!" he wailed.
"Dean Winchester if you do not sit down and eat I will have to call your father," Ellen said, struggling to place the three year old in a plastic chair at the lunch table.
That got Dean to shut up. He didn't want to get into trouble with his dad again. He took the Batman mask off of his face and handed it to Ellen. "I'm sorry," he said as he was lowered into the chair.
The kids tore into their PB&J sandwiches when the door to the room opened and Ms. Jo and the small black haired kid named Cas entered. Dean glanced around at the two tables that were filled with children and noticed that the only open seat was next to him. He really hoped the kid wouldn't start screaming once he was sitting down.
But he didn't. Cas obediently sat at the table and ate his sandwich in silence, the only words he spoke were to ask for more water. That is, they were the only words he spoke until Dean talked to him.
"Hi," the Winchester said.
Cas looked startled that someone was talking to him. "Hi?" He peeked at Dean from under his eyelashes.
"I'm Dean. And you're Cas, right?"
Cas shook his head. "Castiel."
Dean scrunched up his nose. "That's a weird name. I think I'll call you Cas."
The blue-eyed boy shook his head again. "I don't like that name."
Dean sighed. This 'Castiel' was a strange kid. "Why not?"
"Because it isn't my name. I like Castiel."
"Well none of the rest of us like it, Cassie," a voice from across the table said.
Dean looked to the kid who said it and frowned. The kid had a nasty look on his face, like Castiel was lunch instead of the half-eaten sandwich on his plate.
"Back off," Dean said. "I'm talkin' to Castiel. Not you."
"I can talk to Cassie if I want to," the kid sneered.
Dean glanced at Castiel who was staring at his hands in his lap. It was obvious that Castiel and the other kid didn't get along.
"Leave Cas alone, Zach," another kid said. "It's not his fault Uncle Jimmy named him weird."
"Just like Dad named you Balthazar?" Zach snapped.
The kid who had defended Castiel rolled his eyes. "We have a weird family," he said to Dean.
Dean agreed with 'Balthazar'. I mean, who names their kid Balthazar? he thought. He looked between Castiel, Balthazar and Zach, and he even glanced at Gabriel who was sitting at the other table. There were definitely some strange people in this daycare.
Daycare for Dean was 'so far, so good'. Well, aside from his little fight with Gabriel, that is.
Gabriel had gotten a time-out for being mean to Anna, which she and Dean were very happy about. Gabriel even had his candy taken away from him! Needless to say, Gabriel was very sour towards Dean for the rest of the day.
Dean had taken to the worker, Ash, very quickly. He found the man fun, even though Ash hated working with kids. (He just did it because he needed a day job after getting kicked out of MIT).
But Dean also had a group of admirers. Three girls kept following him around as he explored the many activities. One of the girls was Anna; he couldn't forget her red hair. But the other girls were kind of freaking him out.
Finally, he had enough.
"Can you stop followin' me?" he asked.
The two girls he didn't know giggled.
"You're cute," one said. She had dark brown eyes and hair, and tan skin. Dean would have to admit that she was very pretty. "I'm Lisa. This is my cousin, Sarah."
"Hi?" Dean squeaked.
"I'm four," Sarah said. She didn't look like Lisa, so Dean didn't know how they were related, with Sarah's black hair and blue eyes.
"I'm three," answered the terrified boy. But then he remembered that he was a Winchester. He's not supposed to be afraid of girls. "My name is Dean Winchester. I'm new."
"We know," smiled Lisa. "I'm five." She glanced at Anna who was standing next to her. "And you know Anna, right? She's four just like Sarah is."
Dean nodded. "I saved her from Gabriel." He puffed out his chest, impressed with himself.
Anna blushed, her cheeks matching her hair. "Thanks."
Dean glanced at Gabriel, who was trying to steal a piece of candy from Becky's pocket. "Why's he like candy so much? Doesn't he know it's bad for him?"
Lisa shrugged. She looked slightly annoyed about talking about Gabriel. But before she could say anything, Anna butted in.
"That's 'cuz Uncle Jimmy doesn't care about Gabe and Cas."
"Who's Cas?" Dean asked, staring at the rest of the daycare kids.
"He's not in here," said Lisa. "He's probably with Ms. Jo."
Oh. So Cas was the crying kid he saw. But Dean didn't understand how a daddy didn't care about his sons. His daddy always told Dean that he loved him, even when he was getting into trouble.
Two children smaller than Dean suddenly ran through the line of girls, making them scream. One boy was skinny with a mop of brown hair on his head, while the other looked foreign.
"Garth! Kevin!" Lisa squealed, not happy with the way the boys had wrinkled her skirt when they ran by.
Dean laughed. Those boys looked like fun. Then his eyes widened when he saw the toys the two were playing with: Batman.
He suddenly didn't want to talk to the girls anymore. Dean Winchester wanted Batman.
Kids were everywhere, twelve, he counted. (Yes, Dean can count. He’s very proud of that fact.) There were five girls and seven boys with two adults who looked to be way in over their heads.
He recognized the boy Gabriel who was throwing pieces of candy at a girl with a head full of red hair, and she was chucking them right back.
“Stop it, Gabe!” she was yelling.
He threw another piece of candy. “Make me, Anna.”
Dean didn’t like what was going on; he couldn’t stand bullying.
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