This is Halloween | Itinere

[dudeimbatman]

Itinere does something every Halloween. It appears like magic on the morning of the 31st then disappears just as magically on November 1st. Sometimes it's more trick than treat, but this year in keeping with Itinere's recent graciousness, Halloween is all treat. The stores are bedecked in black and orange. Skeletons, more cartoonish than terrifying, hang on doors and there are pumpkins aglow with warm light everywhere. Even the foliage has turned red, gold, orange, and brown overnight. The air is just brisk enough to warrant a jacket or a sweater. The town has turned into a Fall Wonderland.

A fall festival has sprung up in the town square complete with rides, games, hot drink stands, and food trucks. Take a hayride or explore the corn maze. Try your hand at a shooting game or ring toss. Even if you lose, every vendor, shop, ride, and stand is handing out candy. You won't leave empty-handed.

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[tiredofurinating]

Perhaps he is reading her signals, which is something he could not do at first. Spaghetti breath is not a reason he would ever think to excuse himself from trying to kiss her back. On the contrary, Castiel has from time to time has made it clear her cooking has made him happy. Some tongue action wouldn't bother him either. He has noticed many times up close and personal just how arousing her personal hygiene is. He lifts his chin just a smudge higher, noting (happy with) the success of his praise. "It suits you. Strawberries were once a fruit only the wealthiest Ancient Roman could have on the dinner table. They fought wars over land that would produce 500,000,000 pounds." Tell him (ie Discovery Channel) to stop "when."

Their intricacies may yet make them a match. If there is one thing Cas has a feeling about, it's that she's opened his eyes in ways or to things the Winchesters have not done yet. He had other ideas of what adventure meant before she was in the picture.

He won't deny that his species should have words for love and family. Garrison is the closest thing to family that would ever come to mind in describing his brothers and sisters. They blindly followed an absentee God for too long. Trusted God's words. She does not make his struggle any easier by adding more doubt and question to the little he is able to muster. However, setting aside the bowl of pasta, her focus assures him she is not asking for any other purpose than to understand the same way he is trying to. "I don't know. Us."

[mightbeconcussed]

Seem he's adapting and learning. Good to know. The next time she does something garlicky, prepare yourself, Cas because she'll kiss him with garlic breath on purpose and giggle about it. She likes smell-good stuff and she is very, very girly. That look on him is super adorable. "Smart Romans. Though they probably didn't dip them in dark chocolate before eating them." She gets a slightly puzzled look on her face. "Or maybe they did. I know chocolate has been around a long time." In short, she's only going to encourage him.

If the Winchesters had opened his eyes to the same things that Lucy has, Lucy certainly hopes there was video. Lucy likes adventure in most things. She's happy to have Cas along for the ride with her. It makes adventure more fun, no matter what it is.

Definitely not the same sort of family or love, though Lucy is certain there's a certain amount of both those things in a garrison (at least she would hope so; Cas's existence prior to the Winchesters would have been very lonely and very sad otherwise in Lucy's opinion). Sorry, Cas. She's not very good at this stuff. He has her full attention and his words make her relax. He's not asking for a commitment that could end in a broken heart (yes he is, he's just not using those labels). The smile that curves her lips is something more content and satisfied than her previous, beaming smiles. "Come here," she tells him, reaching out to grab the lapels of his coat and pull him closer, her legs wrapping around his waist to achieve the same thing. Once she's got him where she wants him, she tilts her head up into a kiss.

See, Cas, you don't have to understand it all to say the right thing.