Sorry for the late update. I have been pretty busy recently.
But now, in times of this Corona-Crisis, I am having much more time, for Germany
is in the middle of a shut-down right now and thanks to all these idiots out there, who still
go out to do "Corona-Parties" we are right in front of a "ban on going out"!
2020 sucks and I hope this virus will freaking DIE as soon as possible, so that we all
can go back to normal life! I am scared of losing my job now! So far we are still working,
but I don't know how it will look like when we have a complete shut down in Germany! :(
I am also super scared of my mom and my own health, for my mom suffers from cancer
and thus she is at high risk! And same goes for me, for I was born with a very bad heart defect
and thus I belong to the risk-group too. My dad turns 70 this year and is also a risk-patient. It. Just. Sucks! -.-
And then there are people who behave so careless and even make fun of the situation.
I wonder if they still laugh when one of their family members dies because of this virus?
Anyway, since I will have pretty much time for myself soon, I will try to concentrate a bit more on this account;
even if I have less and less readers. Still pretty much unmotivated to update the other stories on this account,
but should it become too boring here, I might update those too. But this will take time, for I am working on a lot of
nature photographs which I did recently. When I am done with this, I might start working on the other stories.
Have an update on this collection now and I hope you will like this silly idea.
And please everybody: Stay safe, take care of yourself and don't be a reckless a-hole, like so many others over here, thank you!
You save lives if you are considerate...
Last but not last: Spoilers for Season 11!
I just had to...and I am not sorry for this 8)
To answer some comments:
Guest 1:
Thank you very much :). Yeah, I think the fans are a bit too strict with John.
I mean he wasn't all that bad and only wanted to protect his sons.
But I get why he isn't a favorite for most people if you see how Sam and Dean grew up with him
after Mary died. That's not what I would call a joyful childhood.
Luci-lover:
Thank you a lot :).
Little brothers just have to take revenge on their big brothers from time to time :)
Guest 2:
True, true, but we all know that Dean will never learn his lesson XD
Guest 3:
Thank you very much :)
Thisisafakename:
Nice to meet another A-sexy, we have to stick together in this sex driven world, right?
The internet is the only place where I can be open about my sexuality (or my non-existing sexuality).
People pretend to be soooo tolerant with these things, but in reality they make fun of me in real life.
Even my own family and this hurts so damn much and that's why I never tell anyone outside the internet that I am asexual.
I know that I only get scorn back...
Guest 4:
Same here. It's actually the same situation with me and my big sister. Not the tickling, for I would never ever tickle my sister.
But with other things. I may be the small sister, but I am the mean one here and not the othe way around XD
Okay, sometimes my sister can be mean to me too, but most of the time it is me who annoys her XD.
I missed your laughter, son
The first thing Sam and Dean heard, when they entered the Bunker that day, was a loud scream that echoed through the dark corridors of their home and startled them so much that they let the grocery bags fall to the ground, which they had held in their hands.
The scream was loud, sounded like someone was being tortured with incredible strong pain and both boys felt how a shiver was crawling down both their spines at those noises that echoed through the bunker.
"What the hell?" was all Dean could say when another scream cut through the air.
"I told you, Dean! I told you it was not a good idea to leave these two alone!" Sam said and he cast a reproachful glance into his brother's direction.
"Have you looked into our fridge, Sam? We had to go shopping! And besides: What should we have done in your opinion? Should we have called a babysitter for God and Lucifer?"
"No, that's just ridiculous, Dean. But one of us could have stayed here to keep an eye on them."
"And then what? Huh, Sam? What would you have done if these two had started fighting in front of you? There is nothing you can do when God and the freaking devil starts a fight!"
"I know, Dean, but still…"
"Whatever. I think we better check what's going on there and hopefully the bunker won't burn in the flames of hell already. I mean have you seen Lucifer this morning? He was pissed, man! Really pissed!"
"I FREAKING HATE YOU!"
Lucifer loud booming voice echoed through the whole bunker and startled Sam and Dean so much that both boys winced.
They shared a look with one another and you could see the fear in both of their eyes.
"Are you sure you want to check on them, Dean?"
"Not really, but someone has to do it, right Sammy?"
The younger hunter didn't answer, he just swallowed when he could hear loud rumbling, coming from one of the bedrooms. It sounded like Chuck and Lucifer were indeed fighting and judging by the noises the devil made, Chuck was winning said fight. Whatever he was doing to his son, it must be something bad and something very, very painful, because Lucifer screamed again.
"I will go and check on them. You better stay here, Sammy."
"No! I will come with you."
The elder sighed, but nodded his head, since he knew that his brother would come with him, no matter what he said.
Stubborn little brother!
Both of them made their way to the room, from which those noises came from and Dean was about to kick the door open, when the noises inside changed. The loud screaming gave way to loud, booming laughter that seemed to come from Lucifer and they could also hear Chuck, who started laughing as well, but unlike Lucifer, whose laughter sounded forced, his laughter sounded slightly evil and happy at the same time.
Sam and Dean looked at each other again and the looks they shared said more than thousands of words could do.
"Do I want to know what's going on in there?" Dean asked.
Sam just shrugged his shoulders, but a curious sparkle was to be seen in his own eyes now.
"At least it doesn't sound like they are killing each other anymore."
"I don't know what scares me more, Sammy: These loud screams from Lucifer or his loud laughter…"
"Well, I would say there is only one way to find out what's going on in there."
Before Dean got the chance to protest, Sam had already opened the door and was peeking into the room. When he pulled back from the door, Dean raised his eyebrow when he saw the huge grin that was now to be seen on the younger hunters face.
"What? What's so funny? What happens inside this room?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I would tell you."
"Trust me, Sammy, I have seen so many crazy things in my life already. I doubt that there is something that could still shock me."
"If you are so sure about that, then take a look at this…"
Sam opened the door completely now and in a matter of seconds all the facial expressions were deprived of him and his eyes looked like they would pop out of his skull at any moment; so big they were now when he looked at the scene in front of him.
There, in front of him, was Lucifer and he was lying on the ground with his head leaned against his father's chest, laughing his head off, while Chuck was kneeling behind him, with his hands stuck underneath Lucifer's arms and he was…he was tickling him?
"No fucking way, dude!" was all that left Deans mouth when he looked at what was happening there in front of him.
Next to him, Sam was grinning like a Cheshire cat, clearly enjoying the sight of a laughing Lucifer and an also laughing Chuck. Even if the whole situation was so crazy and so ridiculous, it was one of the funniest sights he had ever seen.
"What the hell are you doing there, Chuck?"
Apparently Dean couldn't handle the situation as good as Sam.
Chuck just turned his head to him and grinned, never stopping his tickle attack.
"What does it look like to you, Dean?"
The hunter opened his mouth, but no words came out of it and he just stood there and blushed and that of course made Chuck laugh even harder and even his brother Sam couldn't hold his laughter back anymore.
"Looks like someone got problems in saying the big, bad T-word, eh?" Chuck teased him and that, of course, made Dean blush even harder, if this was still in the realm of possibility.
"Oh, that's not funny guys, stop laughing!" he grumbled, but Sam and Chuck still laughed at him.
"Why are you doing this to him anyways?" Dean asked, trying to change the subject.
"Doing what? Tickling him?"
And Dean's face was on fire immediately…
"Yes…" he grumbled.
Chuck just smirked and concentrated his attention back on his laughing son and he dug his fingers a little bit deeper into his armpits, eliciting a cute shriek from heaven's second strongest Archangel and more frantic struggling.
"He was behaving pretty sassy in front of me and I decided to teach him some manners. And besides: I missed the sound of my son's laughter so much. When was the last time I heard you laugh, Lucifer, hm? When was it? Must be thousands of years by now. I have a lot to catch up…"
"Nohohoho!"
"No? What do you mean by "No", son? Don't you like to laugh?"
"N-no! N-nohohot in the s-slightest!"
"Liar!"
Chuck dug his fingers into his son's ribs, making the devil shriek cutely, before Lucifer slid down to the ground where he curled up into a ball, trying to protect all of his ticklish spots by wrapping his arms around his upper body, but Chuck always found ways to get at his tickle spots and making the king of hell laugh like he hadn't laughed in a very long time.
"Dahahahd nohohoho! I am sorry! I am sohohohohry hahaha pleahahase stahahahap!"
Chuck only smirked at him and dug his fingers into his belly.
"Too late, Lucifer. That's what happens when you lie to me, tickle, tickle, tickle."
Dean could only shake his head and without losing a word he turned around and was about to leave.
"Where are you going?" Sam asked, looking at him.
"Kitchen. I think I need a beer now."
Chuck laughed before turning his attention to the older hunter, grinning at him and Dean didn't like the look he was giving him now.
"I think you need something stronger than beer, Dean."
The older hunter raised an eyebrow when he heard that.
"Why?"
"Because you'll be next when I am done with Lucifer."
"What? Why? I haven't done anything to you!"
"I know. I just want to make you say the t-word. And besides: When was the last time you truly laughed? I think that even Sam will agree with me when I say that you need a good laugh once in a while. It's good for you, Dean."
Even Sam was grinning at his brother now and Dean knew one thing for sure:
The moment Chuck was done with tickling the freaking devil to tears, he would be screwed.
This could become a damn long day...
