Disclaimer: Supernatural isn't mine!
This is for DeathwishRaven.
Genre: Humor/Romance
A/N: Hint of Bobby/Crowley, well less of a hint but it's not really important
Paint
Bobby had asked Sam and Dean to help him paint some rooms in his house, and Dean and Cas where in a different room, while Sam and Gabe where painting this one green.
The two worked well together, Sam getting the high spots, Gabriel getting the low ones. In fact they were almost finished when it happened. Fortunately Sam was wearing an old t-shirt or he might've killed Gabe over what happened next.
He was painting when he felt something wet splatter on his neck. He froze for a moment then turned to see Gabe flick more paint at him. It splattered on his arm and green spots were all over Sam.
Sam glared at Gabriel who was grinning. The hunter flicked some paint at the shorter man, getting green on Gabe's shirt. The archangel jerked back and looked down at his shirt. Then he looked up at Sam and lunged at him, swiping his paint brush down Sam's shirt sleeve.
Sam made a quick slash at Gabe and painted across Gabe's neck. The archangel and Sam ended up in a duel with paint brushes, the paint ending up everywhere. They may have been yelling joking insults at each other with Gabe speaking in an accent.
Until they realized Crowley was laughing at them. They both froze and looked over to see the demon leaning against the door way, laughing.
Gabe smirked at Sam, and crept towards the oblivious demon and painted a faint green mustache on him.
Crowley stopped laughing and glared at the archangel, until he realized that Gabe was still armed. Sam had never seen a demon run that fast.
Gabriel was hard on Crowley's heels, with Cas and Dean leaning out of the doorway to see what was going on.
There was a crash downstairs and Sam flinched and glanced at Dean, who was taking in the paint all over Sam.
At that moment they heard Bobby. "You idjits!" Sam and Dean started to inch backwards when Bobby bellowed.
"You three upstairs had better get down here too!"
Sam slunk down the stairs after Dean and Cas. Dean was relaxed, having nothing to do with whatever had just happened. Sam blinked as he took in Bobby's main floor. It looked like a bomb had gone off, in a paint bucket. Paint was all over the walls, in various colors. It was also on the furniture and the floor and on Gabe and Crowley.
The demon and the archangel stood awkwardly to the side, Crowley looking oddly subdued but he glanced at Gabe and the two smirked a little.
Bobby looked furious and then incredulous. "What are ya doing boy?" He asked Sam, who was hiding behind Dean.
He stepped out and Bobby took in what he looked like. "What happened? I told you idjits to paint upstairs, and just two rooms."
"Well Luv…" Crowley trailed off and Bobby stared at him. Crowley still had the mustache Gabe had painted on his face and Bobby smiled and sighed. "Not you, Sam."
"Gabe and I started goofing off, Crowley walked in on it, laughed and then he and Gabe somehow ended up running around down here." Sam reported, glancing at the two of them. Gabe grinned at him playfully.
Bobby sighed. "You idjits. Now clean up my house!" There's a snap and the house is clean. However, Crowley, Sam and Gabe are not.
Everyone looked at Gabe who shrugged. "You said clean the house." He grinned at Sam, and Sam noticed he had splashes of paint on his forehead that turned one of his eyebrows blue. He wiggled said eyebrows and said. "How about a hot steamy shower hmm…?"
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PB: * Had nothing to do with this*
Me: No wonder it came out well.
PB: * sobs and runs off *
Me: Oh fine. He's been emotionally stressed lately.