"We are going to Expedition Everest," Dean announced, and Crowley scowled. "The Haunted Mansion sounds much more pleasant. And more... my bag." "Let's settle this halfway, and go to Big Thunder," Sam suggested, trying to keep the peace. "Why should you get to decide?" Dean barked, and Sam put his hands up.
Over at a different breakfast table, where there was no arguing over the map, Charlie and Cas sat with their food. "This is hilarious," the redhead snorted, watching the others, and Cas picked up some of his pancakes, unable to resist the smell, now that he was human. "This is ridiculous. How could I have listened to Metatron?"
Charlie put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey- don't beat yourself up. This guy sounds like a big douche, so nothing you could have done would prevent that."
Cas narrowed his eyes, and nodded slowly. "And look at it this way, Castiel, it could be a lot worse. I mean, we were dropped in Florida! Alternatively, Sam or Dean could be dead, or possessed, and you could be homeless with angels hunting you down!" Cas raised an eyebrow. "That would be very bad. I'm glad that's not what happened."
"Hey kids," Lucifer trilled, plopping his plate down next to them, and Cas grumbled. "They didn't have any sacrificial animal hearts for breakfast, so I settled for second best," he said, smearing whipped cream over chocolate chip waffles.
"Where's Gabriel?" Charlie asked, and Lucifer shrugged. "Knowing little brother, he's probably still sleeping." Castiel sighed. "That does sound like him." Suddenly, there was the loud sound of music starting to play, and in walked Gabriel to the tune of 'Back In Black.'
Dean chuckled, and Gabe sat down at Charlie's table. "Mornin' sunshines! Ready for the first day in paradise?" "I wouldn't call this paradise," Crowley yawned. "Oh, lighten up, sourpuss! This is fun!" Gabriel smirked, and Crowley grunted.
They all finished their breakfast, and briskly made their way to the opening gates of Disney.
"I can't believe we're actually doing this," Dean grumbled, walking beside his brother, and Sam laughed. "Yeah, you know, with our life- I never expected to have a chance to go here..." Dean looked over, and thought he caught a little hint of excitement in Sam's eyes and the way he bounced slightly when he walked.
But when Sam saw Dean studying him, the taller brother just shrugged his jacket a little looser, and coughed. "But I can't believe we agreed to this for a week," he added, and Dean smirked a little.
"Well, look at this," Lucifer said aloud, "A demon, an archangel, two monster hunters and their hacker friend, a fallen angel, and the devil walk into Disney World..." "Sounds like a bad joke," Dean commented.
"I'm not just a 'demon,'" Crowley said, "King of Hell, thank you." "You certainly do like to make that known, don't you?" Lucifer said thoughtfully, rubbing his chin. "Yes, because I think I represent my kind better than you ever did!" "Oh yes? How so?" Crowley looked ready to burst, and Dean looked back.
"Hey hey HEY! What did I say about getting along?!" He turned back around. "Freakin' five year olds."
They finally got to the gate, and they all collectively drew in a breath at what would be the weirdest week they would ever have- or endure, it depends on whose side you take.
"Expedition Everest," Dean quickly said, and Crowley stopped. "Oh no, you don't. We discussed this." "Yeah, and we agreed to the damn Yeti ride!" "No, we said we would settle for a happy medium," Sam pointed out. "We never said that," Dean spat back, and Cas frowned. "What medium? Where? There is someone here who can communicate with spirits?"
They all looked at him in silence for a second, and Dean grabbed him by the collar and dragged them along with the group, who were, for the sake of their long-term tolerance of each other, agreeing to Sam's idea.
"Look at all these disgusting creatures," Crowley said, making a face. "They're called kids, Crowley," Sam chuckled. "Semantics, Moose," Crowley said, flicking off a speck of dust from his suit.
"Is that the line?" Gabe asked in surprise, and they all looked to see a sparsely-populated waiting area. "Quick, go while there's still time!" Charlie said frantically, and she dashed off, the others following close behind.
The people in front of them had a small boy, who was staring at Cas intently, and the former angel was staring back just as intently. "This boy... this boy will be a prophet," he calmly informed the boy's parents, and they frowned. Dean rolled his eyes, and apologized for him.
"Cas, don't freak out the children," Dean snapped. "Yeah. That's Luci's job," Gabe said, pointing to Lucifer over on a bench with a girl.
"I'm the devil," he told her, and her eyes widened. Lucifer grinned from her reaction, but the smile faltered as she took out her character autograph signing book for him to write in. "Could you sign this, then?" she asked, and Lucifer got up.
"Little brats," he mumbled, and Crowley nodded. "Well, I'm glad you two found common ground. Now come on," Dean said as the line moved.
They were let into the loading zone, and Charlie immediately claimed front left. Sam tried to get into the other side of the front, but Gabe shook his head. "Nuh uh. No way. We don't need your freakishly long hair blowing back into our faces, Samsquatch." Sam frowned, and combed his fingers through his hair defensively.
Sam reluctantly took the back, and Gabe cheerfully jumped into the front. "I shall take back with the large one," Crowley said, getting into the back seat with Sam. Lucifer got into the middle with Dean, and Cas had his own seat.
They started the ride.
"Hold on tight, cause this is the wildest ride in the wilderness!" a voice said, and despite himself, Dean swallowed. "What does this voice mean, wildernes-" Cas started, and the ride took off.
"Holy banana balls, this is great!" Gabe shouted, high-fiving Charlie, and Dean raised his eyebrows at his wording.
After the ride was done, they were all fairly shaken. Cas was pressed up against Dean from behind from the force of the ride, and Dean glared back at him. "Cas, get out of my ass!" Castiel narrowed his eyes, leaning back. "I was never in your..."
They got off, and Charlie suddenly got an idea. "Ohmygod, you guys!" she shrieked, "We have to get mouse ears!" Dean groaned. "No!" She looked at him with a pout, and he rolled his eyes.
They went to the store, and all got a different hat. Dean's was a pirate mouse hat, Charlie's was a pirate princess mouse hat, Gabriel's was a sorcerer mouse hat, Sam's was an original 1940s Mickey Mouse hat, Lucifer got one with flames on it, Crowley got one with a tuxedo pattern printed on it, and Cas...
"Cas, what the hell?" Dean asked, and the man looked at him. "What? Is my selection one of distaste?" Dean sighed, and looked over Cas' sparkly aqua Ariel mermaid hat. "It's... no. Let's just go."
"I think you look great, Cas," Charlie told him, and he smiled, pleased with himself for making a good choice. "Thank you."
"Let's go this way," Charlie said, "Don't worry. We'll get to Expedition Everest and Haunted Mansion by the end of the day." She led them to the Hollywood section, and stopped in front of a huge, dilapidated tower.
"Here it is," she grinned, "The Tower Of Terror." "Hmmm," Crowley said, approving this name. "Let's go," Charlie grinned, and Dean held up his hands. "Woah, woah, woah, now. Uh... We've got our hats... I think I'll stay here and hold them, for everyone."
Sam scoffed. "Are you scared, Dean?" Crowley raised an eyebrow, and looked back at him. "My my, Squirrel. You hunt monsters for a living and you're scared of this old thing?" Dean crossed his arms. "I am not scared," he said. "Then prove it," Lucifer said. "YOU shut up!" Dean said angrily, pointing a finger at the devil.
"I think Dean should be able to do whatever he pleases," Cas said, putting a hand on his shoulder, and Dean looked conflicted. "But- it's not that- look, I just... I don't want to lose the hats. I would go on it if we had somewhere to put them, which we don't, so-"
Crowley rolled his eyes, and tapped a woman's shoulder beside them. "Excuse me, could you please look after these bloody buggered hats so our friend can accompany us on this ride?" Dean grumbled. "Colleague, not friends." She smiled warmly. "Of course! Don't worry- my 8 year old daughter went on this, and said it was fine!"
Dean feigned a smile, and frowned again as they walked toward the line. "I hate you, Crowley." "I know, dear." "Where's Gabe?" Charlie asked, and they looked around. "Yoohoo! Over here!" they heard a voice say, and they saw Gabriel in one of the bellhop costumes, snickering.
"How did you do that without your power?" Cas asked. Gabe shrugged. "I stole someone's uniform." "That's not very nice!" Sam protested, and Gabriel scoffed, pointing to his own face. "Helloooo! Trickster!" They laughed, and went into the ride.
Dean stared at the chicken exits a few times, wanting desperately to use them, but decided against it in case word got out that Dean Winchester was afraid of the 'Tower Of Terror.' He'd been to hell and back for gods' sake, why would he be scared of this?!
"You okay, Dean?" Sam asked. "Shut up." "Alright-y then." They waited, and waited, and Dean was ready to puke from anticipation.
They finally got on, and got strapped in. "This is exciting," Gabe said, rubbing his hands together. "What is this Twilight Zone?" Cas whispered, "There is certainly no such thing as an extraterrestrial zone beyond human perception." Crowley smirked. "You take the fun out of everything, Castiel."
The ride started moving forward, introducing them to what was to come. Suddenly, some ghosts appeared in front of them, and a mirror appeared as well.
"Now... say goodbye to the real world..."
Their reflections turned to ghosts, making it look like they were dead, and Sam sighed. "Not again."
The ride dropped a little, and Dean thought he was going to pass out. "Whew!" Charlie yelled, smiling ecstatically, and even Crowley seemed to be having fun. Soon, they reached the 12 story top of the hotel, and the windows opened to show the entire park beneath them. Dean gripped onto the seats, and the elevator shook a little. After a second, it plummeted. "Son of a bitch!" Dean shouted, and Sam let out a long holler as they dropped.
"Get me the hell off this damn thing," Dean said, and Cas smiled a little. You see, Dean? It wasn't so bad." "Shut your mouth, Cas."
Charlie dashed down to check their picture, and laughed very hard when she saw it.
In it, she was laughing, Gabe was making a kissy face, Cas looked visibly disoriented with his mouth open as if about to say something, Sam's mouth was in a surprised O and his eyes were blown wide, Dean's face was red and his knuckles were white, his face covered with pure fear, Crowley looked calm as ever inspecting his nails, and Lucifer was making devil horns behind Sam's head.
"We are so buying this," Charlie said. "No," Dean contradicted. "Come on. We'll buy two," Sam smiled, going up to the counter with Charlie. "Oh, you're jumping on this bandwagon?" Dean asked incredulously. "It was fun!" Sam laughed. "Your face, my friend, was priceless," Gabe said, slapping Dean on the back.
They bought the pictures, one for Sam and one for Charlie to keep, and headed off toward the main area again.
"Why don't we take a bit of time off of rides," Lucifer said cautiously, "And check out some shows." Charlie nodded. "Yeah, I think there's a few starting in the Magic Kingdom soon."
So they started walking that way, Cas still confused over who Rod Serling was.