A huge thanks to noxsoulmate for their review last chapter and for being my very first reviewer on this site :D Next up is Sabriel, because what is Easter without our very own Trickster with a sweet tooth?
Gabriel had always loved Easter. Sure, he didn't need an excuse to pig out on candy and sweet treats all the time but hey, it was sure convenient when his Moose wouldn't stop nagging him about all of the sweets he was eating. Sam hated Gabriel using a nickname that Crowley, the King of Hell, had given him but Gabriel found the nickname very funny, even more so since Crowley had bestowed it on him.
"Morning, Moose!" Gabriel said cheerfully as Sam shuffled into the kitchen in nothing but his underwear. Being an archangel had its perks; Gabriel could take any small building and magic it into any sort of house he wanted – mansion, flat and so on.
"Bite me," Sam muttered, ambling over to the coffee machine. Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows.
"You were a lot more enthusiastic about that last night, Moose!" he said. Sam just ignored him. "Guess what, Moose? It's Easter!"
"And?" Sam said. "It's not like you need an excuse to eat tonnes of chocolate."
"True," Gabriel admitted. "But you're my Moose and you deserve the best for Easter! We're going on a field trip!"
"A what?" Sam was now staring at Gabriel warily, very much awake.
"Get dressed, Moose!" Gabriel clicked his fingers and Sam was suddenly dressed in his usual jeans and plaid shirt. "Come on!"
"Gabriel, what are you –" Sam was cut off when Gabriel grabbed his arm and they vanished. They reappeared in a busy street and Sam jerked his arm away from Gabriel and stared around wildly.
"Gabe? What – where are we?" he said.
"Relax, Moose!" Gabriel slung an arm around Sam's shoulders. "We're just in Zürich! They've got the best chocolate shop in the world!"
"Zürich? We're in Switzerland?" Sam exclaimed.
"Don't say I never did anything for ya, Moose," Gabriel winked. "Now, come on! Teuscher has the best chocolate around!"
Gabriel pulled Sam through the crowd, Sam wondering if he was dreaming or if Gabriel was just playing another prank on him.
"Lighten up, Moose!" Gabriel grinned. "This is nothing! I could've taken you to Antarctica if I wanted!"
"Antarctica?"
"Yeah but they have crap chocolate. Actually, they don't have any chocolate at all. But the penguins are awesome when they're not trying to brain you."
Sam decided that he must be dreaming. This theory was supported when Gabriel hauled him along into a shop and his mouth fell open at the sheer amount of chocolate inside. There was row after row, display after display, of every kind of chocolate in the world, from the whitest of the white to the darkest of the dark. Sam just stood there, his mouth wide open, staring around at all of the chocolate, while Gabriel flitted from place to place, scooping up armfuls of chocolate.
"Don't just stand there, Moose!" Gabriel called. "Get anything you want! My treat! And don't carry on about how you only eat salad and rabbit food! It's Easter!"
Shaking himself out of his stunned state, Sam slowly approached a display and picked up a delicious-looking milk chocolate.
"That's it?" Sam jumped when Gabriel appeared at his shoulder (not that he could see over it, since Sam was too damn tall). "C'mon, Moose, it's Easter! Get the whole shop if you want!"
Twenty minutes later found Gabriel approaching the counter with a small mountain of chocolate, while Sam followed behind him with a small armful. Gabriel was right – it was Easter, so why not treat himself? And even though he was being a grumpy ass about it, Sam was very grateful that Gabriel would haul his ass all the way to Switzerland just to give him the best chocolate in the world. Sometimes, having a Trickster for a boyfriend was the best thing in the world.
"Let's go, Moose!" Sam didn't know how Gabriel had paid for their chocolates, nor did he care. He followed Gabriel out of the shop and once they were in a secluded place, Gabriel slapped a hand on Sam's arm and flew them back home. Gabriel dumped his massive haul onto the table and popped three chocolates into his mouth.
"Thanks, Gabe," Sam said, selecting a chocolate and taking a bite. Gabriel was right; that place did have the best chocolate in the world!
"Happy Easter, Moose!" Gabriel said, chomping another five chocolates at once. "I've given you your Easter present, so now you need to give me mine!"
"What? How am I supposed to match this?" Sam gestured to the small army of chocolate.
"Well…" Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows. "We can always have a repeat of last night…"
Sam's eyebrows rose just before Gabriel jumped on him, wrapping his legs around Sam's waist and sticking his tongue down Sam's throat. Sam staggered, trying to keep his balance while kissing back, and when Gabriel pulled away, he gave Sam a devilish grin. Sam couldn't help but grin back.
"Happy Easter, Gabe," was all he said before his mouth became rather preoccupied with something other than talking.