Precursor Note: I doubt you would be here if you haven't already read Be My Guest, but just in case, this is a sequel to that story. You will be lost if you haven't read BMG yet. Moving on, here's the story you've all been waiting for!

But first a disclaimer: Really, the same stuff from Be My Guest applies here… I don't own Supernatural or its characters, and the story title as well as the chapters titles are based on stuff from Disney's latest Beauty and the Beast. (Edit: Later, there's also some sections that involve the game series Borderlands, a snippet about some of the recent MCU movies, at one point or two they do a Star Wars marathon, et cetera, et cetera, you get the gist. Lucifer also reads books in his spare time, so you'll be seeing some relatively known titles.)

Prologue

The One Who Had It All

Tuesday, November 7, 2017…

"Daddammit!"

Lucifer's blue eyes slowly looked up from the book (Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne) the archangel had been reading. What on Earth had caused Gabriel to suddenly shout the curse? Sure, Lucifer supposed it could have been a number of things – all centering around his little brother's trickster nature.

The older archangel was actually surprised that Sam still hadn't gotten payback on Gabriel for turning his hair bright pink (and curling and putting glitter and ribbons in said hair). Though, it wouldn't have surprised him if the string of profanities now leaving Gabriel's mouth following the earlier curse was because the younger human's ingenuity. On the other hand, Mary had mentioned something about no prank wars, so it couldn't have been Sam finally getting justice for his hair. Besides, Gabriel had turned Sam's hair back to normal once Lucifer had gotten to see what the mischievous archangel had done to it.

Dean walked into the library a moment after the end of that thought. He had a mildly ticked off expression on his face. "What the hell is Gabriel going on about?"

"Do I look like I keep track of every single thing my little brother does?" Lucifer replied , rolling his eyes over to the human. Setting the book down on the table, he sighed at the dubious look Dean gave him. "I really have no idea— it could have been anything."

"I take it neither of you know why Gabriel's cursing up a storm," Sam muttered, entering the library from the same hallway Dean had come in through. The younger Winchester still looked half-asleep, which was understandable since it was barely five in the morning.

Lucifer let out an inward huff. To think that only four months ago he and Gabriel had decided to stay and take residence in the Bunker. And seven months before that, Lucifer had taken Gabriel Bennett as a vessel. Both were major – undoubtedly life-changing – moments in the more recent years of their millions of years of existence (well, that number was relative since time was a human perception and didn't exist until after the whole Garden incident).

The archangel found it somewhat amusing that those eleven months ago, he would have never imagined being here. Here, where he wasn't alone. Here, where he had a family. Here, where he was truly happy.

"Shit— They're gonna kill me…" Gabriel's thoughts broke through into Lucifer's mind.

Ever since the two had reconciled, the bond – originating in the brothers' time together before Creation, broken during Lucifer's fall, and reinitiated through Gabriel's indirect reincarnation – had grown ten fold. They didn't have to be sharing a body to hear the other's thoughts. The connection was still (and always had been) there.

Lucifer took a moment to debate with himself on whether or not Gabriel was being literal before pushing a curious yet concerned thought of his own back to Gabriel. The response was sheepish, if not hesitant. That just made Lucifer all the more curious. Still, the answer he'd gotten warranted immediate attention.

"Excuse me," he told the human brothers and then flew off to his brother's location in the kitchen.

Oh… was Lucifer's only thought as he stared at the sight before him. To say that he hadn't been expecting… this was an understatement. He knew about a couple of the nervous habits Gabriel had picked up over the course of his stay on Earth as an archangel in hiding as well as the time he'd spent as a human.

Sweet tooth was the first that came to mind, though the nervous habit aspect came from Gabriel Bennett. The younger archangel also had a tendency to go about organizing things (Lucifer wasn't sure where that one came from). Another – Gabriel's sass, sarcastic and witty or even caustic comebacks at certain times – was more of defense mechanism that the archangel had always had, but it had become more pronounced with his time on Earth.

This was new.

A wide range of desserts were spread across a table that Lucifer was certain wasn't originally in the Bunker's kitchen. The assortment went from cakes and pies to plates of cookies to bowls of ice cream sundaes to all sorts of other pastries. But all of that wasn't what Gabriel was freaking out over.

No, the youngest archangel was starting to pull out his golden hair because of the supplies in the pantry – well, lack thereof. Gabriel had used quite literally everything he could in making all of the desserts. But Lucifer was pretty sure that the Winchesters would be more concerned with vast amount of food now littering the long table in front of him rather than the bare cupboards.

"What's with the buffet of sweets?" the older archangel asked once he'd regained some of his wits about him.

Gabriel whirled around, not having taken notice of his brother's arrival. "I— uh… I was… stress baking..?"

"Stress baking?" Lucifer repeated. The two words fell from his mouth, each expressing every bit of incredulousness he was feeling. "Why?"

"Uh…" Gabriel sort of started, glancing over the mass amounts of pastries that where laid out on the table which split the room into two sides – Lucifer on one side, Gabriel on the other. "Well…"

"Gabriel," Lucifer said warningly.

"Woah."

Lucifer huffed, not even bothering to spare a glance at the oldest hunter currently in the Bunker (Dean, obviously – because Mary was out on a small hunt with Castiel). The human had clearly followed the commotion Gabriel had caused and wound up here. And of course the first thing that Dean would notice was the food.

"Try the pie," Gabriel suggested enthusiastically, waving a hand in the direction of the cluster of said treats. "It's delicious."

"Oh, hell yeah! You made pie!"

Lucifer now noticed that there was more than just sweets in the mix (though the majority was definitely confections). Shepard's pie and pot pie as well as bacon and eggs pie could be seen sitting about with the fruit and sugar based pies. He was pretty sure he saw some panzerotti and empanadas next to the cannoli and éclair trays.

Gabriel let out a half-amused, half-nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his head. "I may have gone a bit overboard, but you're welcome to all of it. I'll make sure none of it goes bad. Sam, you can start out with the fig rolls if you want to stick with your rabbit diet."

"No, no…" Sam breathed, eyes wide as he stared at all of the food laid out on the table. "I don't mind trying a bit of everything."

"There's a good sport!" Gabriel exclaimed. He beamed a dazzling smile at the two, ready to take any and all compliments he was about to receive once the humans started trying the multitude of dishes.

"I still want to know why you were stress baking, Gabriel," Lucifer told his little brother over their bond.

Gabriel's smile faltered a bit at that. Amber eyes hesitantly shifted over to meet blue. "Dig in! Enjoy! Now, if you'll just excuse me," Gabriel said hurriedly as he flew off to a private room.

Lucifer quickly followed him, and soon enough, they were alone. "Will you tell me now?" he asked, crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"It's not that big of a deal—"

"I think it's a great big deal if you're going to try and lie to me about it," Lucifer cut in.

It didn't happen often – like at all – but the subtle change from amber to brown never ceased to both awe and scare Lucifer. The two (three, really – archangel, trickster and human) halves were usually so overlapping in personality and motivation that the human portion never needed to come forward, but it would inevitably happen every once in a while. The older archangel knew it wasn't exactly good for Gabriel to let the human part of him out for long periods of time.

"It's Lucilia's birthday," Gabriel answered quietly, in a shy fashion not of the archangel's personality.

If the change in eye color hadn't already told Lucifer that Gabriel the archangel wasn't in front, then the change in demeanor would have. As would the statement. While Gabriel might have been Lucifer's world, Lucilia was Gabriel Bennett's. It now occurred to Lucifer that Gabriel's anxiety was likely stemming from the fact that the boy couldn't be there for his little sister's ninth birthday. Which also meant that the day Charles had left had been sometime during the past week.

It was a bit difficult, sometimes, when working with Gabriel. Definitely different. He was… more open to the wide array of human emotions – like the anxiety. And, while not constantly, Gabriel did often let his heart rule over his thoughts. Some of his actions would be led by whimsical feelings before he thought about what he was doing.

To say the least, this wasn't very good considering Gabriel was an archangel. Now, it wasn't particularly bad either, but while it did make things interesting, Lucifer sometimes had to clean up Gabriel's messes. Not that Lucifer would call them that. No, he thought about it more as simply keeping an eye on his little brother – even if Lucifer found Gabriel looking out for him in turn.

"You know, we never did get around to seeing this Disney World, and who knows… Maybe we'll see a girl and her mother who've coincidentally gotten an all-expenses-paid-for vacation there too while we're visiting," Lucifer said, hoping that his implication made itself clear without him having to actually explain—

"You would do that?" Gabriel asked excitedly, chocolate brown eyes lighting up with a happiness Lucifer strived to keep there.

"Anything for you, little brother."

~o-O-o~

Sometime in August, three months earlier…

"I'm serious, guys! Thor's cool with me," Gabriel insisted. "And it was between him and Dionysus. Mead or wine…"

"And you're sure that this'll even the odds?"

Gabriel gave an innocent-ish shrug. "The Æsir know how to party. I've gotten drunk on this stuff one or twice… maybe more."

"Right! Drinking contest is a go!" Dean exclaimed.

Mary hid a small smile as Sam groaned. Castiel was looking rather dubious about the whole thing. Lucifer wasn't sure what to think.

This all started when he let it slip that he'd never actually tried any form of human alcohol before, and then Dean insisted on hosting the moment when the archangel finally got to be drunk, which Lucifer wasn't really looking forward to. But Lucifer did relent to the proposal of the drinking contest when Gabriel hopped onto the bandwagon.

The main safety rule was that the humans didn't touch the Norse-pagan-god-enhanced mead. Contest-wise, the last one standing (and was able to take a picture of the other wasted contesters) would get to lord over the rest of them the day after everyone got sober again and the hangovers were gone.

In the end, Lucifer decided he hated alcohol, and it turned out that Mary could hold her liquor really, really well.

~o-O-o~

Early September…

"Is it really a good idea to move her somewhere so isolated?"

"It's the middle of nowhere. No one will find them."

"But no one will be there to help them if they get in trouble."

"Fine, then where to we put them?"

"Why not with their extended family?"

"That's too obvious."

"Exactly. They'll be hidden in plain sight."

"I guess it's fine then," Gabriel relented.

Lucifer gave his brother a confident smile. "Good. I'll set things in motion."

~o-O-o~

Later in September…

Dean strolled down the corridor, headed for the library as he'd already stopped by the kitchen for his morning coffee. Sam hadn't found a case in a while, and Dean was considering just taking Sam, Cas and maybe Mary out on a short road trip (maybe for Mary, assuming that the archangels would go out somewhere too because Dean was not leaving them alone in the Bunker without supervision).

The older Winchester brother jumped, startling as song lyrics burst out over nonexistent speakers that weren't installed in the hallways. It took him about two seconds to reorient himself, and once he did, Dean realized that it was a Disney song… It was something from Aladdin… maybe. Dean would never admit to recognizing it as "Friend Like Me".

"Gabriel!" he roared. "It's too damn early in the morning for your shit!"

~o-O-o~

Middle of October…

Lucifer glanced away from the excessively large TV screen down to the vibrating cellphone and saw that it was Sam calling. Gabriel, who was still engrossed in the current movie of the Star Wars marathon they were watching with Castiel and Mary, barely gave him any notice as Lucifer got up to take the call. Once he was out in the hallway, he accepted the call.

"What in the world do you still need help with? Castiel already gave you the breakthrough that you're dealing with a kelpie," Lucifer spoke softly into the phone's microphone.

"The silver bullets didn't work," came Sam's quick response over the speaker. The Winchester sounded like he was running and out of breath.

Lucifer hummed, acknowledging that the call was perfectly reasonable then. "I don't suppose you have two iron spears and a fire around you by any chance…"

"What?" Sam panted. He must have stopped; Lucifer didn't hear any wind rushing past or the crunching of leaves underfoot in the background.

"You could try ramming two iron spears that have been heated in a fire into its sides," he clarified.

There was a pause, and Dean's muffled and distant voice could be heard. "Does it have to be a spear? Can it be any iron weapon?" Sam asked.

"As long as it's sharp and pointy," Lucifer wittily replied.

"'kay, we'll call you guys when we're done."

"Have fun," Lucifer said right before he hung up on Sam. Then he quietly walked back into the room and sat down to continue watching Rouge One: A Star Wars Story.

~o-O-o~

Halloween…

"We're not going trick-or-treating, Gabriel."

"But why not?" the archangel whined, looking very close to stamping his foot on the ground in a bout of childish anger.

"Because—"

"Just take him out to one of neighborhoods on the west side of town, Sam," Lucifer called from the other side of the room.

The human shot the other archangel of the Bunker a glare and then rolled his eyes when Lucifer ignored him. "Why do you even need to go trick-or-treating? You're an archangel. You can just snap up candy whenever you want."

"It's not the same," Gabriel started to protest.

"I assume you'll at least go looking like a kid."

Gabriel rolled his eyes at Sam. "Well, duh. But that's also why I kinda need an escort."

"Then why are you asking me? Can't you take Mary or Lucifer?" Sam huffed.

"Mary's going out somewhere with Dean and Cas, and as much as Luci loves humans now, you really think he'd enjoy Halloween of all supernatural days?"

Sam sighed. Gabriel had a point. "Fine," he acquiesced. "But I get to wear whatever the hell I want to wear, and we're going to be back in the Bunker before midnight."

The bright smile on Gabriel's face better be worth it, Sam thought to himself. The next morning, he would be tired, but he would also have a gallon-bag full of assorted candy beside his bed when he woke up. And if Gabriel told anyone that Sam did in fact dress up, Sam would firmly deny it.

~o-O-o~

Saturday, November 11, 2017…

Lucifer and Gabriel had told Sam, Dean, Castiel and Mary that going to Disney World was a much needed vacation and that they should all enjoy the freedom that the weekend trip offered. Though a touch surprised by this turn of events, the humans had agreed to it without complaint since they currently had nothing else on their plate while Cas gave the two archangels a look before also agreeing to go.

And that was how Team Free Will, Mary Winchester, Gabriel and Lucifer all ended up at the Magic Kingdom park on a Saturday morning.

A/N: I'm holding onto the first actual chapter for a little longer (but I will put it out soon, don't worry) because of some plot stuff. You know, I really wasn't planning on putting this out so soon (it's only the middle-end of May)... and then school ended. Okay, well, I got out of school early because of my exceptional grades and virtually nonexistent absences (not anymore, lol), and I didn't have anything to do except for fanfiction stuff. Anyways, it's great to be back people!

(Also, I can already tell you, what's going to happen won't be as crazy or messed up as that season 12 finale, not to mention the season 13 one... Well, I'll try anyway.)

Now, if you'll just excuse me as I go on a 7 days+ vacation down to Florida. I promise I'll be back.

Last edited: [August 12, 2018]

Post-S13 Note: I know there was that whole episode on Loki, and I was kind of mad at the writers because they messed up Norse mythology, so I'm ignoring that part of canon. I'm already super AU. Just an FYI.