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Miss Jo had told the boys to clean up their toys and Dean and Castiel reluctantly gave up their costumes. "There's always tomorrow," she had told them.

So Dean and Castiel hung out at the book corner looking at Chicka Chicka Boom Boom while Gabriel sat at one of the tables angrily drawing a picture of an older Dean getting squashed by a piano.

"Dean-o?" a low voice said, bringing the three year old out of the world of uppercase and lowercase letters.

His green eyes widened at the man before him. "Daddy!" Dean launched himself at his father who easily caught him.

"Hey, buddy," John laughed. "Did you have a good first day at daycare?"

Dean nodded quickly. "I played Batman allllllll day with Cas!"

John's eyebrows rose. "And who is this Cas who played Batman with you allll day, hmmm?"

Dean pointed at his friend who was shyly standing in a pile of books. "That's Cas. He's my friend."

John set Dean down on the ground and knelt before the two year old. "Well hello, Cas. I'm Dean's dad." He took Cas' hand and shook it, making the child giggle.

"Hi. I was Dean's Robin today," grinned Cas.

"Castiel."

Cas' smile faded as he turned from Dean's dad to his own father who was impatiently waiting by the door with Gabriel. "It is time to go. Now."

Cas nodded his head. "Bye, Dean," he said quietly before quickly putting the books back on the shelves. "More Batman tomorrow?"

"Castiel, now," Mr. Novak ordered again.

The two year old scurried over to his father.

Before they left, Dean called, "I'll see you later, friend!" earning a small smile from Castiel.

"Well," John said, standing to his feet. He wasn't liking Castiel's father, especially not after the scene they had witnessed that morning. "What do you say to going home, getting Mommy and then heading over to Uncle Bobby's for dinner? Does that sound good?"

Dean hopped up and down. "And then can we have Cas over?"

Dean's line of vision was blocked by Chicka Chicka Boom Boom and he batted it away. He looked to his new friend who had a pout on his lips. "What?"

"It's a funny book," Castiel mumbled, turning his sad blue eyes on Dean.

"I know. My mom reads it to me a lot." Dean kinda felt bad about hurting Castiel's feelings, but he had a better idea for them of what to do. "But don't you wanna go and play with them instead?" He pointed to Garth who had just defeated Kevin.

"But I don't know what they're playing." Castiel cautiously put the books back in their places as if he'd been doing that his whole life.

"They're playing Batman."

Castiel scrunched his eyebrows together. "What sort of game is that?"

Dean's mouth dropped. "You don't know who Batman is?!" He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He thought that everyone knew who Batman was. Dean immediately figured that Castiel lived under a rock.

He grabbed his friend's hand, dragging him over to where Kevin was reaching for the Batman mask.

"No!" Dean cried, lunging for the costume piece. He snatched it just before Kevin got his sticky peanut butter hands on the mask. "Mine. I'm Batman."

Kevin huffed his frustration, giving in. He wasn't about to fight with Dean anyways. "Robin?" he asked, eyeing the red vest with the yellow 'R' on it.

"No." Dean grabbed the vest and the yellow cape as well. "You can be Alfred."

"No." Kevin instead grabbed a green wig and plopped it on his head. "Joker!"

"Me?" Garth jumped up from where he was struggling to put a purple coat on, asking how he looked.

Dean gave him a thumbs up before digging through the costume chest to find a cane. "There you go, Penguin."

Garth grinned before swinging the cane around like the mad man he was portraying, narrowly missing Kevin's head.

Dean turned towards Castiel and held the vest and cape out. "You can be my Robin."

His blue eyed friend just stared at the pieces of clothing. "But I'm not a bird."

Dean rolled his eyes, tossing the clothes at Castiel. "I'm Batman and you're Robin. You're my partner." Dean placed the mask over his face before turning back to the costume trunk to find the cape he had been playing with earlier. Once he'd located it and put it around his shoulders, he looked back to Castiel who had put the vest on backwards and was struggling to put the cape around his waist.

"Cas, no." Dean fixed his friend's costume, completing it with Robin's mask. He stepped back smiling. "Awesome."

The sound of girls squealing snapped Dean out of his satisfaction. He glanced over his shoulder to see Garth and Kevin attacking Sarah and Lisa who were playing with Barbies.