Once upon a time, there was a little angel named Castiel. He was walking on the edge of the shore with chubby toddler legs and fluffy baby bird wings, waving his arms around in an effort to keep his balance. He saw a little fish try to pull itself out of the waves and onto the sandy beach. Being a youngster (only a few hundreds of years old) was curious about the little fish. He stumbled forwards to observe it when a booming voice came behind him,

"DON'T BE STEPPIN' ON THAT FISH, CHILD!!! BIG PLANS FOR THAT FISH!!!"

Castiel twisted himself backward in an effort to not crush the fish. He fell backward and landed on his tiny wings. One of his older brothers, Gabriel, started running over to help him up. Castiel fought back tears as his brother picked him up and held him over his shoulder.

Gabriel wrapped him in one of his pairs of wings. "Hey, it's okay, lil' bro. Dad's got big plans for that fish. That fish is gonna change the world." Castiel nodded his head and pointed back towards the ground wanting to be put down.

Still holding Gabriel's hand, Castiel bent down and poked the fish's head. "Boop," he said. And the two brothers went back to the other Angels.