Hulloo! Before you read, this is just a note that this pretty much contains every cuss word besides the f bomb. Please no hate. Also, I couldn't decide if it was samifer or samcifer, so I just went with the second. And I don't own Supernatural and all that jazz. Hope you enjoy!

They say that if you wish for something hard enough, it'll come true. I buy that, I kind of have to. What I want to know is who the hell wishes hard enough for a bunch of ships to become actual people. No, seriously. My name is Sabriel. Yes, the freaking ship. I am literally the human version of an otp. There is a whole big, nice, cozy family of us. I really want to find the person that wished us into existence, slap 'em, and ask them 1) who the hell decided our genders because they are freaking random (for example, I'm a chic. What the hell?) and 2) why the hell am I not tall like Sam. I have already gotten over the whole 'why do I even exist' thing, but I am not getting over whole average height thing anytime soon (big sister Wincest says I shouldn't be upset from it, but I don't care). You see, we pretty much take on the looks of both the people from our ship, although we tend to lean toward looking mostly like one of them. In my case, that would be Gabriel (if he was a woman. Again, genders). I guess I had Sam's eyes and hair thickness. But the height, hair colour, body build, that was all Gabe. And since we also take on parts of their personalities, I constantly want to eat healthy but also find myself wanting to eat loads of sugar. The struggle is real. The struggle to get out of bed on Tuesday is also real and I find that someone has to make me or else I won't budge.

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start-

"No, go away," I said picking up the phone. I wasn't normally disgruntle, but today was Tuesday. Tuesday. And someone decided it would be funny to change all my set ringtones to Firework. Again. After I said that the next person to mess with my phone would have to face my wrath. Facing my wrath it is.

"Good morning to you too, Sabe," Apparently Destiel was feeling very grumpy and was 100% done with me and my crap. It was barely 7 am. Shit. Today was gonna be a long day if I pissed her off too much. "Get out of bed."

"No!" I said stubbornly. I could see her green eyes staring disapprovingly as if she was actually there. She sighed.

"Samcifer is coming over," Oh shit.

"Whoa, tell him to wait a sec-"She hung up on me and I knew it was too late. Heat of the Moment was being blasted into my ear. I groaned and tried to cover my ears. It didn't help at all.

"Rise and shine Sabe!" Samcifer said cheerily from the doorway. I groaned and flipped him the bird. He just grinned and turned the music up louder. I pulled my pillow over my head. "Aw, Sabe, don't be that way!" He said, the fact that he was pouting obvious from his tone.

"No," I mumbled into the pillow. He walked over and sat down by me.

"Alright, you asked for it." He patted my arm in an almost soothing way. He then proceeded to shove me onto the floor. I landed with an 'oomph!' and a barely audible 'ow'. I rolled over to see him standing over me. Samcifer, like me, didn't take on much of Sam's looks. Instead, he looked more like Lucifer; or rather Luci's other vessel Nick. He did wear a lot of plaid though, and he wore it in a sort of rock way that made him look really badass. That being said, I really didn't like how he was looking down at me. I sat up and winced.

"Great, I think I sprained my wrist. Again." I glared pointedly at him. He shrugged. Next thing I knew he grabbed my arm and helped me to my feet. Ignoring my wrist I crossed my arms. "Um, thanks, I guess." An evil smirk was suddenly growing on his face. I automatically grabbed my few-inches-short-of-shoulder-length hair defensively. "Oh no, do not even think about messing with my hair." The smirk turned into a pout.

"Fine." He turned, but went back to facing me after a moment's hesitation. "Don't try to go back to bed; I'll just push you off again."

"I know you will, you big jerk!" I threw my pillow at him for emphasis. He just threw it back.

"See you later Sabe," he said finally walking out the door.

"Yah, later Samci," I mumbled as he disappeared out the door. I slowly got dressed, pulling on the layers of shirts and the jeans I had pulled from my relatively big closet. We all designed our own apartment and rooms and such. It was weird, our homes. They were in the 'void' between the Supernatural universe and the parallel one where the Winchester boys were just characters from a TV show. It was nice really, since we often traveled a lot between them.

"Hello Sabriel," Destiel said suddenly appearing in the room. Her long dark hair fell messily over her shoulders. She very much was Cas when it came to her looks. However she dressed in Dean's fashion, with one exception. The coat. She never went anywhere without that freaking trench coat. It was an odd look. I gave her a nod.

"Hey bro," I said with a smile. Dessi was closer to me than pretty much anyone else and we were practically sisters. She gave that slight head tilt she always did when she was confused. When I'm really confused I sometimes do it too. It must be an angel thing because if you have an angel as part of your ship you are bound to do the tilt. Her head straightened and it looked like she mentally shook herself as if to say 'why do you insist on calling me bro'. "I was heading to the kitchen to make some coffee, do you want some?"

"I'm fine, thanks. But aren't you supposed to be somewhere in five minutes?" She gave me a small smile. I gave her a blank stare and shook my head slightly. "The shop?" She prompted.

"Shit! Thanks Dessi!" She chuckled.

"You're welcome. You better hurry up; Sass is already there and probably won't be too happy with you if he has to open your shop by himself." I gave her a quick hug then zapped myself into an alley a few blocks from said shop. The shop being a coffee and pastry place we ran. I thought it would be fun (I may or may not have been thinking about those café AUs as well, but that doesn't really matter). I somehow convinced everyone else to agree to it. So, we opened a homely little shop in the universe without the Winchesters (to avoid their kind of trouble). As it turns out it was kind of fun, even if it was a bit stressful at times. I got to the shop as quickly as my legs would carry me. I sighed in relief when I got to the familiar sign that simply read 'Coffee' in bold black letters. My relief was short lived.

"Cutting it a bit close, don't you think?" Sastiel said with his famous bitch face.

You made it to the ending! I'll take that as a good sign. Um, review? The feedback would help me a lot. If you have a ship that you want to have an appearance, just let me know! :) Megstiel in next chapter, probably. Have a good day!

-DeadlyJellyBaby