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“Okay, so what’s your name?” little six year old Dean asks the new kid in his class as he sits down with is lunch in the cafeteria. The kid looks up with too big blue eyes and tilts his head at Dean, squinting warily. “It’s okay,” Dean tells the boy, “I was new here once, too, and nobody came to sit next to me but I wanted a friend so you gotta wanna friend, too, so here I am.” He opens his Batman lunchbox that his Momma got just for him and pulls out his PB&J sandwich. He takes a big bite and speaks with his mouth full: “So? Wha’s your nam?”
The new little boy stares with wide eyes at Dean a little longer and finally decides he’s nice enough to talk to. He hasn’t called him any names like the other boys and girls have and he has nice big green eyes that look safe to stare into forever and ever. “My name is Castiel. What’s yours?”
Dean swallows his bite of sandwich and grins like nobody’s business. “I’m Dean. Do you want some of my sandwich? It’s PB&J and my Momma made it and it’s really good.” Dean holds out one half of his sandwich and Castiel stares at it like he’s never seen a sandwich before. Dean thinks this is weird until he realizes that maybe the weird, new kid hasn’t seen one. Maybe he’s from another country or something. “Have you never had peanut butter and jelly before?” Castiel shakes his head and Dean’s jaw almost drops but his Momma said staring like that at somebody was rude so he makes sure he doesn’t do it. Instead he says, “Well, Casti-Cas, you should have some of mine. Here,” he holds out the half sandwich again, “I didn’t even bite off this part. Take it.” He shakes it in Cas’ (Dean’s decided to call him Cas because Castiel is too hard to say out loud) face and Castiel grabs it with a gentle hand.
Cas tentatively takes a bite of this strange sandwich and when the flavors hit his tongue he feels like that rat in that cooking movie his big brother Gabe let him watch when Mother said no. They had to hide in Gabe’s room and watch it while his mom was out of the house on a date with someone from her work. The taste of peanut butter and jelly explode on his taste buds and he smiles at his hopefully new friend. “This makes me very happy, Dean. Thank you.”
“Any time, Cas.” Dean grins his tiny, happy grin at his new friend and thinks that he’ll ask Momma to make Cas a sandwich for lunch now, too.
“May I eat the rest of this?” Dean nods at Cas and Castiel doesn’t even mind that Dean shortened his name. In fact, he kind of likes it. Cas feels a warmth in his stomach and smiles into his sandwich as he thinks about how he’ll tell Gabe all about his new friend Dean when he gets home.