#profess-sir

Sam's tongue poked out from the side of his mouth as he squinted at the screen. He restend an arm on the side of the motel couch. Dean sat on the opposite end, leaning forward with a fire in his eyes. He barked orders at his younger brother who pressed the buttons on the controller as directed.

Cas sat between the the two, hands on his knees and an innocent expression on his face as he watched Sam's character move around on the screen.

"I think I understand the basics of the game," Cas said and reached for the black controller which Sam begrudgingly handed over. Before Dean could offer his help, Cas had begun a battle and on his own quickly defeated the enemies.

"But why does-" began Sam.

"No. No questions," Dean scolded. Sam opened his mouth to retort, but the catchy jingle from the game cut him off.

"Dunh dunh da da," came from the cheap speakers, "Junpei has leveled up!"

"Did Cas just level up?" Sam asked. Quickly, a proud expression replaced Dean's surprised one.

"My turn," Dean traded his slice of pizza out for the controller, leaving grease stains on the plastic. Cas was left with the piece of pizza, and not quite sure what to do he just leant forward and began to nibble at the cheese. Sam sighed and pulled out his laptop as the other two played. 

"Dean, I do not think that your character is supposed to lose consciousness," Cas stated matter-of-factly.