Characters: Castiel, mentions of Sam and Dean
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: No, don't own them!
There were times when Castiel was glad he didn't have to concern himself with the fuss and bother of eating and drinking.
And right now, as he wandered helplessly around the bunker, experiencing the assault on the senses that was the aftermath of Dean's first – and very likely last – attempt at cooking Clam Chowder for himself and Sam, this was one of those times.
The sheer fetid gruesomeness of the situation, made Castiel so very, very thankful that he had no requirement for sustenance.
And right now, not needing to use the bathroom?
There weren't words to adequately express his relief.