Lucifer proclaimed, "I am the almighty Satan! Fear me tiny humans!"

"Nah ah, you're not! You don't got horns or a tail."

"Yeah, you look like a guy."

"You're not red and stuff or have a pitchfork."

"You're not the devil you're fibbing!"

"My mama says if I don't behave the devil will come out of the ground, grab my feet, and pull me down into heck."

Lucifer whined to Michael, "Mikey, these children are so uneducated! What do they teach them in these schools anyway?"

Michael was buzzy making sure a few stragglers weren't left behind, "Brother, they are young children. You should not be saying such things in the first place."

Lucifer pouted, "Well I didn't even want to go on this stupid field trip to the 'The Kearney Area Children's Museum' anyway. I'm bored."

For John's class field trip the teacher had needed two more chaperones. Dean had jumped at the idea, but so had the rest of the family. In order to make it fair they had drawn straws to see who would get to go. Michael and Lucifer won. Michael seemed indifferent, but Dean could feel how smug the bastard really was about it. At least he knew John would be looked after. Lucifer was less than happy. He had dropped by and ultimately become included. He liked winning, but he found out he wasn't happy to have to wipe some kid's noses and actually be a responsible adult. Where was the fun in that?

"That's no reason to tease children, Lucifer."

The other parent along laughed as he passed, "Wow Lucifer…your parents must have really hated you."

Lucifer grumbled, "Archangel; the morning star; totally awesome angel of the lord; fuck you Jeremy!"

Jeremy called back, "What was that?"

Michael put on his most charming smile, "Nothing. My brother said nothing. Please just carry on as you were."

Jeremy shrugged. He thought those two were a little weird, but he could always pawn the troublemakers off onto them, so they were good for something. That Morales kid stuck to them like glue, so that was a plus.

Luis tugged on Lucifer's pant leg, "Aren't you not supposed to let peoples know about you guys?"

John said sarcastically, "You guys are just so inconspicuous you could have had me fooled."

Michael sighed, "I apologize, John. Lucifer can be a bit cantankerous when he is not entertained."

Lucifer droned, "I'm bored! I'm bored! I'm bored! I'm bored. I'm sooooo bored!"

The little Chinese boy moaned, "I gotta go potty!"

You could practically hear Lucifer's teeth grinding in impatience, "Do you have to shit or piss, you sniveling little ingrate? Can't you hold it? If you have to piss there's a potted plant right over there."

The boy stuck out his lip, "Those are bad words. I really have to go number one!"

Michael crouched down to the boy, Matthew's, height, "What my brother means is do you need to urinate or excrete bodily waste. I assume he asks this in order to get an idea of whether or not he will assist. I'm assuming either way would not make any difference. Humans are so odd. They require urinating quite frequently"

"I don't know what you're saying! I gotta go!"

John rolled his eyes, "Jesus Christ, here I'll take him to the bathroom."

Michael had thought he had explained it pretty well to Matthew. Perhaps he had over explained it. He was also a little confused at why John would refer to him as one of the prophets of old, "I am not Jesus, John, but we will be in the Imagination station next so please meet us thereafter."

John walked with little Matthew to the boys restroom. He decided to wait outside. He hated public restrooms. He could drink six gallons of water and someone could offer him a billion dollars if he pissed in a public restroom, and he wouldn't be able to do it. He could try his damn well hardest, but if John heard other people in the same area his bladder would say, 'No can do. Suck it up and hold it.' It really sucked.

He was leaning against the door frame when the man came up to him. It was that same guy he'd seen standing in the rain. Johnny demanded, "Are you stalking me or something?"

The man felt up his hands in surrender, "I'm here with a friend. I don't believe we've been acquainted, so I thought it would be best to introduce myself."

The man held out his hand, "Rex; I happen to be an old acquaintance of Dean and Sam's."

John had assumed most of Dean and Sam's friends were either dead or hated them. Some people tended to get angry whenever others started the end of times; more than once.

"Oh yeah, well I'm not here with them. I'm here with my class, so there's no real reason for you to be here. So, what do you want with me?"

Rex slowly retracted his hand, "Well I don't particularly want anything per say. I just wanted to have a chat."

John asked, "About what?"

Rex stiffened with a look of terror on his face. Johnny liked to think he was a pretty intimidating little guy, but the keyword 'little' took away a bit from the whole intimidation factor. The guy looked like he'd just seen a ghost. John turned around to see if anything was behind him. Oh so the guy hadn't seen a ghost; he had seen the devil.

Lucifer was standing right behind John with a calm face, but an odd look in his eye.

"Hello, Crowley. Rex really? That means king in Latin. It's a bit corny considering you're the 'king or hell' right?"

John took a few steps back away from the king of hell. Of what he had heard of Crowley, he was more so the king of douchebags than anything, but if hell was locked up what was he doing here?

Crowley sneered, "Nice wings you've got there, Lucifer. Pink really suits you. I am in fact the king of Hell, and hell is fine thanks for asking."

Lucifer rolled his shoulders, "No need to attempt to tease, little Crow Crow. I never understood human fixation on assigning colors a stigma or to a certain gender. I'll also have you know pink was a very masculine color before Hitler fucked that whole thing up. I also really don't give a damn about hell. I'm just wondering why you're still here?"

Crowley pursed his lips, "I'm the king. Someone still has to do the occasional business or else no one would go to hell. It's a sham none of my lackeys can cause any mayhem up here thanks to your father."

Lucifer stomped causing Crowley to flinch, "You dare show such attitude to your father. Well it's understandable since I don't even like you, but you can't win all the time. So, what exactly are you planning to do with this little hairless ape standing behind me?"

John quipped, "I'm not standing behind you! I just happen to be near you. I don't need your help!"

Lucifer chuckled dryly, "Oh you actually think I'm trying to help you? You are sorely mistaken, boy. My only interest is Crowley here. Dealing with those snot nosed brats is boring, so I decided to find a new toy and here one is! You just happened to find it."

Crowley appeared to be trying to walk away, but something was holding him back. Lucifer was smug as Crowley turned red in the face. John looked up at Lucifer, "What are you doing to him?"

Crowley hissed, "Get off my tail! How'd you like it if I touched those pretty little wings of yours?"

Lucifer growled at he grabbed Crowley by the collar, "You touch my wings that tail gets ripped off!"

The friendly conversation was interrupted by Michael calling, "Lucifer, get John! We are going to the Nature Hut now."

Lucifer could hear Jeremy snickering about his name again. He shouted back, "Fuck you, Jeremy! Fuck you right up the…"

Miss. Chew interrupted, "Mr. Lucifer, language! There are children here!"

Lucifer hissed, "Fudge you Jeremy, fudge you right up your heinie hole."

John bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. Crowley though was out right laughing hysterically, "This is bloody gold! If only the other demons could look at the great Lucifer now!"

Lucifer released Crowley, "I'm not finished with you." Crowley promptly ran away without another word. Lucifer yelled into the bathroom, "Jackie Chan, get your tushy in gear or we're going to leave you!"

Matthew said, "My names Matthew not Jackie!"

Lucifer rolled his eyes, "Like I care. Get moving."

When they returned to the group Michael whispered to Lucifer, "Brother, I assumed 'fudge' was a chocolate condiment."

Lucifer gave John an exasperated look that just screamed fratricide. John gave him a sympathetic look, but it was really hilarious. He hadn't been sure at first at how Lucifer and Michael would be like as chaperones and they most certainly weren't the best, but it was pretty damn funny to watch. Lucifer would probably tell Dean about Crowley, so they wasn't any need for him to do it, right?

Dean placed the toy mask over his face. His green eyes peered through the eye holes at Daniel. He said, "I'm Ironman."

Danny snapped the elastic string holding Dean's mask against his head. The back of Dean's head stung, but Ironman didn't whine so neither would Dean. Danny giggled, "You're not Ironman, Papa. You're Captain America!"

Castiel fiddled with toy hammer Gabriel had given him, "I can see why you would believe that, Little one. Dean shares a heart and soul similar to that of Steve Rogers since they are both very good men, but I can also see why he would be Tony Stark. Dean is very bright like him, and he shares a similar cocky persona. I also think a playboy was a type of man that enjoyed the company of a number of different women, so that would also be like Dean."

They had had an Avenger movie marathon, and Gabriel had decided to take that into playtime gathering most of the family into the game. Balthazar didn't want to play, but accepted the crossbow his older brother shoved into his hand regardless. Dean had been feeling better for a while; no extreme heat or dizziness or headaches, he'd even gotten used to the slightly above average body temperature.

Dean laughed, "Babe, I'm no genius. I'm not that smart, and I'm not as nice as Cap."

Castiel rolled his eyes, "You never listen to me do you."

Gabriel came strutting into the living room dressed in full Loki cosplay. His hair was even dyed black. He was a regular miniature Loki. Gabriel cackled, "This is awesome! Come on Sam-Jam get on out here!"

Sam yelled, "I am not coming out!"

Gabriel yelled back, "Come on, even Cassie is in cost…" He cut off as he stared at Castiel.

Gabriel demanded, "Why aren't you all in costume?" He snapped his fingers and gave everyone costumes. Castel in full Thor garb even with the blonde wig that made Dean bust up laughing, Dean in a complete Ironman suit with a flashing light bulb arc reactor, and Danny dressed in a mini black trench coat as Fury. Gabriel shouted to Sam, "Sammy-kins, everyone else is in costume so you won't be the only one. Please come out!"

Sam padded into the living room with his head hung. The Jolly Green Giant was anything but jolly, but he certainly was green; totally, completely, and utterly green. Sam's brown hair was dyed black and short! Dean thought it might be shorter than it had been since Sammy was a toddler. He was shirtless revealing his chiseled chest and wearing purple pants that went down to his upper calves; guy had some defined calves too. Dean would have been a little jealous if it wasn't so hilarious that Sammy was painted a forest green from head to toe.

Sam grumbled, "You better put my hair back the way it was as soon as this is done, Gabe." Gabriel tried to plant a kiss on Sam's cheek to make up for it, and Sam wouldn't lean down to let him, but gave up after Gabriel made a step stool appear.

Gabriel looked around, "Alright well Charlie won't be able to come to be Black Widow, but Hawkeye is around here somewhere. Has anyone seen Balthazar?"

Daniel pointed upwards towards the air vent. With a flick of his wrist Gabriel opened the air vent and Balthazar tumbled out in a complete Hawkeye costume, "Damn it, Gabe!"

Dean tried to look up into it, "I didn't know a person could fit in there…"

Gabriel crossed his arms, "A person usually can't but, Balthazar manipulated them to fit his smarmy ass. Now that everyone is here we can start. We don't have a captain so Little Fury is going to be leading the Avengers."

"What is the mission?" Castiel asked

Gabriel made a golden lollipop appear, "I Loki, god of mischief, have stolen this mystical golden lolly, from Odin's vault. You guys have to get it back, but you have to find me first, and Balth, Cassie no using angel mojo!"

Gabriel disappeared with a flourish of his cape.

Danny said, "We gotsta find Loki! Uncle Sammy, I mean Hulk, will go with me to look downstairs, Thor will go with Hawky to look outside, and cause Papa's awesome he's gotsta look upstairs by himself cause he's Ironman!"

Dean grinned, "Hell yeah I am. Let's move out and find that shorty."

The team split off in different directions leaving Dean in the living room. It would have been so much more fun if Gabe had given him a fully functioning Ironman suit, then he could have just flown up the stairs, but now Gabriel wasn't cool enough to think of that. Dean wasn't even sure where to look for. He decided to just look everyone, under everything, above everything, behind every door, in every room. Gabriel could be anywhere, but Dean had to be careful. Gabriel wasn't a self-proclaimed trickster for nothing. He learned that lesson quick when he pulled open a closet and landed in a ball pit. Pulling himself up out of it in a suit of armor was a hard enough task itself, he didn't need to come across something worse.

The armor wasn't so heavy he couldn't move, but it was starting to get a little stifling. He needed to find Gabriel quick so he could get out of the damn thing. Washing his face under cold water didn't help all that much. A couple more rooms and two more traps, and Dean was starting to burn up. He thought it was a miracle the metal wasn't melting because of his body heat. Dean considered calling quits and calling for Cas to get the suit off when he got back into the hallway. That was when something clicked.

It felt like someone had doused him in gasoline and set his body on fire. His head wasn't spinning; it was in a whirlwind. He couldn't focus on one thing, but we could have sworn he saw the very atoms in the air. Dean couldn't even find the words to scream out.

Gabriel appeared behind him. He was unaware of why Dean was leaning against the wall, but it looked like something was wrong. He asked, "Dean-o, are you okay?"

Dean slowly turned around to face Gabe. His arms were wrapped around his body, he was shaking, and his eyes were emitting a white holy white. Dean spoke, but not in English. Gabriel caught him before he hit the ground.

Gabriel yelled, "Dean!"

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