Disclaimer: All lines resembling or are Supernatural lines belong to the CW network, along with all Supernatural characters. However, Gabbi, Amber, Carsen, and Lily are my own creations and belong to me.

Lily's POV

"Umm…" I mumbled.

Getting a rash idea, I turned swiftly around and jumped towards the lake! However, I suddenly heard a snap. All of a sudden, I was not landing in the cool, peaceful water of the lake but in Gabriel's lap.

"Thought it was worth a shot…" I groaned.

"Nice try, sweetheart," Gabriel snorted with a mischievous smirk on his face.

I looked around, and we were not by a lake anymore. Instead, we were sitting on a hotel bed with royal red bedsheets. The walls were a black with the floor being a black and white checkerboard. There was a table, containing, you can probably guess, sweets.

'Of course, that sweet tooth of his,' I deadpanned.

"You gonna answer, sweetie?" Gabriel asked with a shit-eating grin.

"Umm, mmmmmaaaayyyybbbbeeeee," I drawled out, like he did with anyway back in Dr. Sexy M.D.

It got deathly silence, where I began to make cricket chirp noises.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp," I exclaimed.

All of a sudden, he flipped us over to where I was laying down on the bed. He towered over me, almost to show how powerful he was.

"I like games as much as you, but I kinda want answers," Gabriel smiled.

"Sure," I answered.

Stalling that long gave me enough time to come up with an answer, a semi lie and semi truth, but an answer.

"Remember that girl that introduced herself as Gabbi? Well, she's an angel, so she can see your wings," I explained.

"That doesn't explain how you know my name," Gabriel stated, crossing his arms.

"Took a guess?" I shrugged.

"Nice try," he smirked.

"Alright, you are going to be the first person we, well I, have told where we are actually from. Ok?" I gave in.

"Ok, so I would be your first person you trusted in, sweet pea?" he smirked, managing to turn my words against me.

"Don't turn this into a big deal, hot shot," I shouted at him.

"Hot? You think I'm hot?" he did it again.

"Expression, but anyway, as I was saying before being rudely interrupted," I deadpanned, "we, the rest of the girls and me, come from a complete different dimension. In our dimension, you guys are a TV show and are played by actors. There are many fangirls that love you guys, and every fangirl has one favorite character that she likes more than the other characters," I answered, finally.

"Everybody? Including you?" he questioned, smirking the biggest smirk of that moment.

"Yes, my favorite character," I replied, Gabriel leaning in closer, "is Sam."

Gabriel seemed to deflate at that, but then perked right back up.

"Well, I still have a chance to change your mind!" He exclaimed, jumping right up.

"No, you really don't," I answered.

"That's what you think!" he put his chin in his hand.

'Well, I have to applaud his optimism, a quality I share' I thought.

MEANWHILE….

Gabbi's POV

We had gotten through Dr. Sexy M.D. and were now in Nutcracker. Sadly, us girls were stuck in those stupid devil costumes with pigtails. The boys stood on platforms with a plastic, solid ball on the ground. Unfortunately, us girls knew what those were for too. However, we didn't tell the boys. *smirks*

'Damn, these short skirts!' I moaned to myself.

I could tell Carsen and Amber weren't too happy about it either. They had to stand there like that while Sam and Dean were right there. *laughs*

"Let's play Nutcracker!" a Japanese game show host announced, with a fake audience applauding and cheering along the way.

"Sam Winchester," the host continues, in Japanese, "What was the name of the demon you chose over your own brother?"

"What? I, I can't speak Japanese," Sam fumbled.

While the host repeated the question, in Japanese, the LED counter started counting down from twenty.

"Is he screwing with me?" Sam asked us, pointing to the host.

All of a sudden, a buzzing sound filled the room. The buzzer had hit zero, which meant Sam's time was up.

"Japanese words..the answer was…Ruby!" the host exclaims, nodding his head, "I'm sorry, Sam Winchester."

I start to laugh because I know what comes next. Amber runs to the platform and tries to uncuff Sam's feet. Carsen smiles because she knows her Dean won't get the unfortunate experience Sam is about to get.

"Sorry? Sorry for what?" Sam puzzles.

Sadly for Sam, Amber couldn't release him, and the ball came swinging up into his crotch. Sam groaned in pain and twisted painfully. Dean looked shocked and then seemed to notice the ball on his own platform. Carsen knew what was going to happen, so she wasn't much worried.

"Nutcracker!" the host yells, fist pumping.

Suddenly, another Japanese girl pulled the host over to advertise some stupid Japanese snack.

"Don't worry, Dean, I'm sure you'll be fine," Carsen comforted him, winking.

'Well, at least, Cas doesn't see me like this,' I thought to myself, relieved. 'Wait, doesn't he come on somewhere during this?'

I developed this worried, shocked face at this realization. Lights above the blue steel doors flickered, and I realized my moment of humiliation came much too soon. Banging started, and coming through those doors, came Cas.

He took one look at me and asked, "what are you wearing?"

"Don't look at me…" I groaned, crouching down into a ball.

Cas talked to Sam and Dean asking them where they have been, and just as he was about to teleport them out of there, he and I were teleported out of the room.