The Trickster's Brother
AN- A birthday present for my friend Nimphidelle. Happy birthday! :)
Word count- 224
Disclaimer- I DON'T OWN SPN!
Prologue
Pizza and Angels
The pizza man looked terrified.
Jeriel and Mirion were the two angels set to guarding the bunkers entrance, keeping the younger Winchester inside. They were dressed like secret service agents, black suits and ties straightened to perfection.
Jeriel watched the red and white clad man holding a pizza box walk towards them. He was shaking slightly and stared at the two undercover angels like they were going to shoot him.
As he neared the angles, Mirion whispered, "We should let him in, Metatron won't want a dead Winchester, and if he starves to death under our watch..." Mirion trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid.
Jeriel nodded, and turned to the pizza man, delving into his thoughts.
God, this is one of the weirdest deliveries ever, what are these guys, secret service? Am I delivering pizza to the president?
Jeriel sighed internally, stupid humans.
"Go ahead." He said stiffly.
The pizza man, who's nametag read Daniel, walked up to the door, smiling softly.
He knocked twice, and the door opened a fraction of an inch, letting Sam peer through the crack.
As soon as the door opened, Daniel shoved the pizza into Sam's arms and pushed his way into the bunker, slamming the door behind him.
He waited a few seconds, pressed against the door. Then he started laughing.
"Seriously? I knew Jeriel was thick, but that was impressive. I thought for sure I'd have to fight my way through."
Sam stared at him, "who the hell are you?" He asked.
Daniel smiled and snapped his fingers, making the pizza man outfit disappear, replacing it with his normal green jacket and jeans.
"Miss me, kiddo?"
AN- YAY! A sequel! I loved this AU too much too just leave it after the epilogue. Hope you all enjoyed. (This story will be causing Wings of Gold to go on Hiatus for a bit, till Angelus Alis is finished.)
Fun fact- the original line was just "Miss me?" but I think that sounds a little too much like Moriarty. Whatever.