Woooow, its been a few days since I updated, between my brothers birthday, helping him move, getting used to a new work schedule, my beta getting busy herself and completely getting pulled into another writers stories on here, I've been a bit busy. Speaking of that writer go read aLoggedinreader's stories if you get the chance, she's fantastic.

This chapters also longer than any I've written for this story so far, it sort of got away from me and after the previous chapters I dont know about you readers but I know I needed a happy chapter.

What about you?

As always underlined is lyrics bold is the present and normal is the memories.

Enjoy

Laughter, there is no more laughter

Lucifer would have given anything for his old life back. His empire, his status, anything. He missed his family. They were all that mattered to him. He knew getting back his old life was impossible, but he would grip onto the followers he could and start a new family. Everyone said that Sam was destined to be his true vessel because they were so alike. Two peas in a pod. In this way though, he was just a bit more like the elder Winchester. Nothing would stop them from grasping tight and holding onto their families with everything they had, because together they would be okay again.

With a family he could be happy again.

He didn't need his father.

He didn't need his brothers.

Though it was unclear who exactly he was trying to convince of that.

Don't laugh, but Lucifer actually felt a little choked up, barely, as a really happy memory finally started to resurface into his mind. It was his favorite memory in fact. Funny how the best of moments were usually the simplest.

Lucifer and Raguel had actually started the game one on one; however it wasn't long before Gabriel was on the sidelines watching. He made the two players swear up and down that they would let him play next round. They had once played a mean trick on poor Gabe that they said he could play the winner, then continued to play rounds against each other, pretending like they hadn't started a new round. This went on an off for three days before Gabriel fled and hid on Pluto pouting.

Gabriel may have been great at playing jokes, he wasn't always the best at taking them.

Halfway through Chamuel had joined in next to Gabriel, the two goofballs alternated who they cheered for, though not even their obnoxious cheering could break the two archangels from their concentration. They were far too used to such antics. By the time round two started, Gabriel and Chamuel eagerly made a circle with Lucifer and Raguel and just before the round was about to begin, Uriel slumped into a seat by Gabriel. By the glares being sent Raguel's way and the smug smile on his face, he had a clear winning streak going. The other players however, seemed determined to amend that fact. Jut before round five Raphael and Jophiel sauntered into the room together, in the middle of a long conversation.

"Hello brothers, do you care to join us?" Chamuel asked enthusiastically with water dripping down his face. He had obviously lost the last round. This didn't seem to deter the huge smile on his face however or stop him from bouncing in his seat.

"You bunch are no more mature the fledglings." Raphael said pointedly crossing his arms.

It was kind of true, they had even invented the game in their early days of creation.

"I must agree with Raphael." Jophiel said solemnly to the group. Raphael straightened himself, stuck on his high horse after hearing his brother's agreement.

"This is very childish display. However, on occasion, I do not believe that to be a bad thing." Jophiel continued with a twinkle in his eyes. Suddenly a cloud appeared over top of Raphael, down pouring all over him and soaking the serious angel to the bone.

Dripping wet and glowering, Raphael slowly turned towards Jophiel with an accusatory glare. How dare Jophiel embarrass him like that?!

Jophiel feigned a look of innocence. He may be the thoughtful and understanding brother, but he definitely had a sense of humor. He was the archangel of beauty not prudeness. Do not misunderstand however because beauty in this sense means the beauty of god's wisdom and the beauty of a pure soul.

"Oh come on Raphie! Is your ego so soaked you cannot spare a bit of bonding time with your brothers?!" Lucifer asked with a wink towards Jophiel, who managed to find a seat in between Chamuel and Lucifer.

"Come on Raphie! Play with us!" Gabriel said with a toothy grin.

"I think he's too scared." Raguel sated flatly with a smirk, not even sparing his brother a glance. He didn't need to look at him to know that he was being glared at.

Lucifer snorted. "You may be right, why would he play if he knows he's just going to loose? It's not like he could keep up even if he did play."

The troublesome trio couldn't help their snickers at Raphael's expense, even Jophiel and Uriel looked like they were barely holding back their own laughter. Raphael was positively fuming.

"I wouldn't worry too much anyway Raphael, no one could do worse than Chamuel here." Uriel quipped at the only angel who had no reaction during the healers teasing session.

Chamuel looked towards Uriel, pouting with watery eyes. "You wound me brother." he said putting a hand over his grace.

Uriel rolled his eyes, but grinned as the entire group was laughing at the exchange. It was all in good fun after all.

Raphael finally took a seat on the other side of Chamuel with Raguel to his right.

The competition started to get intense. All of the archangels were in it to win it and most of them were not above cheating. However, in the middle of round eight, in walked Michael. The room fell silent.

They were all waiting for orders. It was too bad, it seemed the game had to end.

There was a long awkward moment of pause.

The group continued to stare silently towards the leader of the archangels and he started right back, waiting for his brothers to continue on. They were unknowingly in a stalemate out of respect from all of the younger archangels to their leader and their leader's lack of social understanding.

After a very extended moment, it was apparent that the game would not continue, Michael slowly sat down outside of the circle. "How... do you play?"

The players, still silently stared at their eldest brother silently, out of bewilderment now more than respect.

It was true he had never played before, but he had never seemed to show an interest before.

After another long moment of pause, an ecstatic look came over Lucifer's face. He was more than thrilled! He clapped his hands once with a big grin before rubbing them together in his excitement. Lucifer could hardly believe his older brother was going to play with them, but he was not going to waste the chance!

"Alright! Anyone against starting over?" Lucifer asked his brothers looking around the circle.

"Nah, Chamuel would have lost the round anyway. What was it?- the last four games he lost round one?" Raguel asked with a cheeky grin.

Chamuel opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off before he could

"Really? That's all? I would have thought it to be at least six." Jophiel stated teasingly.

"We had to break Raguel's winning streak somehow." Uriel stated calmly leaning back on his hands. he recalled with a smile how they had made a silent pact to get Raguel out ASAP one game. They happened to be lucky enough to catch him by surprise and knock him out first round.

Raguel stook his tongue towards Uriel and his other brothers who nodded in agreement with the angel of wisdom. He would get his revenge! He was the angel of justice after all!

Michael stood there a bit lamely, unsure of what exactly he was supposed to do next. He had never been in this sort of situation before. Thankfully his youngest brother came to the rescue.

Gabriel shifted away from Lucifer before patting the floor of the space he had made.

"Mikey! Come sit by me!" Gabriel chirped in happily. He seemed pleased as punch his oldest brother was joining in the fun.

Michael gratefully accepted the "olive branch" his brother had extended him and sat down between Gabriel and Lucifer. Though, looking back, it may have been a mistake to sit in between two of the three trouble inducing angels.

Lucifer tapped his pointer and middle finger against his knee, it was his give that he was using his grace, like how Gabriel snapped. He didn't have to actually do anything of the sort, but it was more effortless for him when he did. A small heavy looking grey cloud moved from it's place over Jophiel to the center of the circle, directly from a shiny gold twirling arrow, it looked to be made completely from the finest gold. The cloud expanded loosing its darkened look to become much more of a bright cotton white.

"Here, just nudge the pointer like this." Lucifer said, flicking the pointer with his grace. It spun in circles for an entire minute before slowing down and landing finally in front of Raphael.

Raphael rose an eyebrow, but quickly shifted his expression back to a blank look as the cloud shifted to move above him.

"Now Raph will take a bit of the cloud and condense it to at least half the size then replace it in the cloud once more." Lucifer explained as Raphael demonstrated, using his grace to preform said actions. "Then he hits the spinner and the next person the arrow lands on goes next."

Again went the shiny gold spinner, giving off a beautiful glint as it moved. It finally landed on Chamuel, who perked up at the prospect of his turn then followed through the same sequence. It was fairly apparent that no one was playing hardcore yet. They were too afraid of punishment from the oldest archangel from stepping out of line.

"See Mikey? It's simple." Gabriel said as he took his own turn. "Whoever the water finally falls on is the loser and is out for the remainder of the game. This continues until only one person is left.

The game was designed to help young angels learn to control their grace, however as the angels matured, the game difficulty increased so it could be played at almost any age, one just had to try and play with angels of their own power level.

The game was simple the way poker is simple, on paper there's not much tto it, but actually playing could be pretty intense. There were only a few rules to the game.

1. You cannot use your grace the entirety of the spinners twirl. It was meant to be randomized.

2. The clouds had to reside over the player whose turn it was their entire turn span.

3. Water could not be added from outside resources besides the appointed cloud in the game.

Not that the archangels didn't break the rules at least most of the time. Ever question one of them about that fact though and they would ferociously deny such scandalous accusations.

Two spins later and the pointer finally landed on the oldest archangel. He didn't quite understand the appeal yet. It seemed rather dull to be honest. He slowly pulled out the demonstrated amount, proceeded to condense it to half of its size then finally began to replace it back into the cloud, just about to spin for the next person when he felt a strong grace. Suddenly the entire cloud condensed. Michael stared blankly up where the cloud was hanging before to see it had disappeared, leaving him completely drenched. His hair dripped over his eyes as he carefully looked to each of his brothers. He looked from one to another, seeing each of them stark still and staring back at him in both awe and a bit of fear. He finally looked towards the last brother in the circle, Lucifer to see a cocky grin plastered on his brother's face.

Lucifer gave hi brother a big innocent smile. "Did I forget to tell you that the other players would be using their graces as well to try and make you loose?" He asked, letting out a teasing and slightly condescending laugh.

Michael had actually begun to understand finally why this game was so popular among his brothers, a competition of wits, power and preciseness. This new information made the game a bit more appealing. However, Michael glared so hard at Lucifer the other archangels were worried about Morningstar's health. Surely Michael wouldn't kill Lucifer over a silly game.

...Right?

Suddenly a large grey cloud appeared out of no where over Lucifer instantly turning into water and soaking Lucifer thoroughly.

"Yes, I think I understand now brother." Michael replied with a grin that mimicked the one Lucifer wore previously.

If Lucifer's expression wasn't enough to send the other archangels into laughter, Michael's reply was. Gabriel actually fell onto his back from laughing so hard. Even Raphael had an amused smile on his face.

Lucifer eyed Michael hard, dramatically pretending he was actually upset before a proud smile came upon his face.

"Yeah Mikey, I think you get it." Lucifer said patting Michael's shoulder before joining the rest of his brothers in their guffaw's and giggles.

The rest of the day would be spend between the brothers playing and trying to outdo each other in the silly little game. They were actually so distracted that they forgot some of their daily duties in managing earth and the planet's keep up.

That, boys and girls, is how the Sahara desert came into existence.

As always a shout out to for being such a wonderful beta and also a shout out to aloggedinreader for being so wonderful and reading my story upon request, it was amazing of her to do and I felt very privileged getting her input.

So here's a question for all of you readers: Do you think Lucifer, from everything implied in supernatural, deserves sympathy?

I know this story is very sympathetic towards him, but it's meant to be giving his point of view. It doesn't necessarily mean it's the right point of view.

Please review and drop your answer in the review as well or a pm. Goodnight all. Happy Raphael day.