Plot: Some good ol' Angels annoying the crap out of Dean and Sam. Very random fun!

And it just changed as I wrote. Very drunk angels…all of them. O.o

I know none of this could ever happen and it won't make sense but just roll with me. It'll be so much fun.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Chapter 43: Party in Dean's Head:

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Dean sighed as he gazed across the beach. It was a nice, warm sunny day. It wasn't hot and it wasn't cold…it was perfect. The sand was soft and warm on his toes like sticking his feet in warm water. The sound of the waves washing onto shore was soothing to his ears. He stared at the turquoise water, the waves creating a ripple effect on the glimmering reflection of the sun.

Nobody else was on the beach…just Dean and the birds that cawed up above. Dean closed his eyes as the sunlight trickled over him, warming his skin everywhere it touched.

"Hello Dean," a voice sounded beside him.

Dean practically jumped out of the chair, his heart pounding in his chest. He darted his eyes to see Lucifer lying down on a lawn chair beside him. A cooler was sitting between them with two open beers on the top.

"What the hell!" Dean growled, feeling irritated already.

Lucifer smirked, his ice blue eyes filled with amusement. He was wearing black swimming trunks and no shirt. His skin seemed really pale under the sunlight. He reached a hand out and pulled Ray Ban sunglasses up from the sand beside him. He slid them on and lifted a beer to his lips. He took a long swig before placing it back down.

"Hello? Earth to angel?" Dean asked feeling more irritated.

"Is this really what you dream about?" Lucifer questioned, turning his head around to stare at the endless beach and water "I expected more iniquity...or naked women running along the sand."

"Oh that's just peachy. What are you doing in my dream?" Dean asked, grabbing the beer beside him. He took a sip and sighed. He stared back out at the water.

"I'm trying to hide from Michael," Lucifer said simply "Figured someone's dream would be a good idea."

"Yeah well I hope Michael fries your wings…come to think of it," Dean said. He grinned and stared up "Hey, uh…Michael…it's Dean. Got your brother here."

Lucifer turned to Dean "Seriously?" he asked "You really think Michael will hear your prayers? For one…we are in a dream…two, Michael is one of the most prayed to angels of…"

"Hello Lucifer," another voice suddenly sounded, cutting him off.

Dean smirked as he turned to see Michael standing to the side of them. His head was tilted slightly to the side and his eyes held an annoyance as he glowered at Lucifer.

"What the…" Lucifer hissed "Michael…join us, won't you?" he waved his hand and another lawn chair appeared to the side of Lucifer.

Michael just stared at Lucifer for a moment before turning to Dean "Hello Dean," he said "Nice to hear from you."

Dean smiled smugly at Lucifer "I knew he'd hear me."

Lucifer's lips formed into a flat line "I forgot about the whole Sword vessel thing."

Michael let a warm smile form on his face "Is this your dream?" he asked.

Dean nodded "Yeah I guess so," he said.

Michael gazed around "It's very nice," he said.

Dean watched as Michael's wings slowly unfurled. The silvery blue colors were radiating in the sunlight and again, Dean just wanted to know what they felt like. He sighed, knowing Michael wouldn't allow it. That archangel had some issue with being touched "So why is Lucifer hiding from you?"

Michael stared up at the sun once more before turning back to Dean "He is just very unpleasant today."

"Please…your just being an ass," Lucifer scoffed as he sipped at his beer. Dean turned and noticed his wings were already out. He lifted his eyebrows as he noticed rainbow-like shine gleaming in the deep ebony. The wings were partially hidden beneath Lucifer's body but were also hanging off of the sides of the chair and over the sand. Dean noticed how one of them even reached beneath his own chair, coming out on the other side. Before he could rethink it, he let his hand fall down to his side to feel the deep, dark feathers.

Lucifer's feathers twitched the moment Dean's fingers touched them; Dean felt an immense wave of emotions pour through him from the small touch. Besides the warm and icy power of them, he felt joy, relaxation, pride and love. He lifted his eyebrows at the range and turned to see Lucifer letting out a long, deep breath as his head rested back on the chair. Dean grinned and slowly ran a feather through his thumb and pointer finger. Tingling electricity rushed through him and he couldn't help the want to feel more. He stared ahead at the water as he let more fingers pick up the feathers.

"I knew there was a reason I came to your dream," Lucifer breathed, his voice completely filled with ease.

Michael knit his eyebrows as he turned back to Dean and Lucifer. He then noticed Dean's hand on the feathers and a small twitch of lips indicated an almost smile. He took a deep breath and walked over to take the seat on the other side of Lucifer.

Dean hissed out in shock when he suddenly felt a huge wing fall on top of his lap. He darted wide eyes at the wing and knit his eyebrows in confusion for a moment when he noticed the gleaming golden color. He then narrowed his eyes to the side of him at the culprit. Gabriel was lounged in another chair on the other side of him. His wings were stretched out far, reaching over Dean and Lucifer's lap.

"Really?" Lucifer asked as he stared at his brother's wing on his lap. He pulled his sunglasses off to shoot Gabriel a glare.

Gabriel just smirked "Deano!" he said.

Dean rolled his eyes at him before trying to shove the wing off his lap. It wouldn't budge so he huffed out in annoyance "What do you want? Why is everyone popping up in my dream?"

Gabriel just grinned "I sensed something happening in your head when I went check on Sammy…speaking of that…"

Dean lifted his eyebrows when Gabriel vanished. He turned his eyes to the other archangels. Lucifer was holding a long, golden feather in his hand. He just stared at it, twirling it between his fingertips.

"That's what I'm talking about," Michael suddenly burst "What is up with you pulling out our feathers, Lucifer?"

Lucifer just smiled as he reached into his pocket. Dean's eyes widened when he noticed him pull out a handful of different colored feathers. He instantly recognized a few of Castiel's deep ebony and blue streaked ones. There were also some silvery blue and golden and some other colors like deep blue, dark yellow, pale red…white and gray. All together there had to be at least thirty different feathers of all sizes.

Lucifer just smiled proudly as he added another golden feather to the pile. He then slid it back into his pocket. He hissed out "OW!" and Dean noticed Michael holding two large, black feathers. He was actually grinning…that was odd.

The two archangels stared at each other for a moment before Lucifer chuckled and shook his head. He sighed and stood up, stretching his wings out "This is boring," he said "We need some music."

Dean just stared as Lucifer snapped his fingers. He groaned when he noticed a huge stage appear on the beach, complete with a microphone and a band. The band members seemed robotic as they played a tune. A screen appeared on the stage, beginning with lyrics.

"Oh hell no," Dean groaned when he realized it was karaoke. Lyrics to the Scorpions 'No One Like You' started to show on the screen as Lucifer climbed up on stage and lifted the mic.

"Get out of my dream right now," Dean shouted but Lucifer ignored him and began to sing. His voice was loud and Dean knew he was singing badly on purpose. He remembered hearing Lucifer hum when Michael took over his body. He knew Lucifer could sing very well if he wanted to. He was at least glad the song was decent and not some crappy pop music.

He stood up from his chair, knowing there would be no more rest after this. He turned when he heard wings and that was when he noticed Gabriel pop onto the beach, holding a severely disoriented Sam by his forearm. Sam's hair was a mess and his eyes were wide as he stared around "What is going on?" he asked "Where did you bring me?"

Dean smiled, glad to see Sam in the midst of this all. Sam turned to Dean "Dean?" he asked.

"We are in Deano's dream," Gabriel said as he let go of Sam's arm. He covered his ears mockingly when he noticed Lucifer singing on the stage.

"Why are you dreaming about Lucifer singing?" Sam asked Dean in a confused tone.

Dean rolled his eyes "I'm not…he just showed up…I was actually relaxing until he did."

"Well Sammy here was dreaming about you and him playing football with a dog," Gabriel said, grinning "That dog can catch some air, I might say."

Sam's cheeks flushed red and Dean just laughed "Did you watch that movie before you fell asleep?" Dean questioned.

Sam nodded "Yeah…"

"Now we're going to have a party," Gabriel said with a smirk "And we couldn't have a party without Sammy here."

Sam just stared around "How am I in Dean's dream?" he asked.

"Because I'm good like that," Gabriel said "Alright…got the music…what are we missing?"

"Was my invitation lost in the mail?" another voice suddenly asked and Dean sighed to see Balthazar standing beside Gabriel. His long, blue and yellow-gold wings seemed really bright compared to the other wings around. He was staring around with a smirk on his face.

"What the hell!" Dean growled in annoyance "How are you all here?"

"Were just missing some booze," Balthazar said, turning to Gabriel "and what on Earth is that bloody noise?" he turned to the stage where Lucifer was finishing up his song. Michael was standing in front of the stage, staring up at his brother.

Gabriel snapped his fingers and Dean smiled despite himself when several kegs along with long tables filled with hard liquor appeared in the sand to the side of the stage. Another song started up and Dean turned to see Balthazar fighting Lucifer for the microphone as 'Another One Bites The Dust' started playing.

He sighed and suddenly wondered where Castiel was.

"It's too bright," Gabriel suddenly said, staring up at the sky "And there aren't enough people."

"What are you…" Sam started. He lifted his eyebrows when Gabriel clapped his hands "Clap on, clap off," he said with a grin. Suddenly, the entire beach turned black as the sun was replaced by a midnight sky. A huge bonfire then lit up by the water, reaching several feet high…it was much larger than any normal bonfire could ever get. Dean then noticed about eighty more random people fill up the beach as well as at least twenty more than that appear in front of the stage to watch Balthazar sing.

"Dean?" Castiel suddenly asked and Dean swore he felt a complete wave of joy wash over him. He was unbelievably happy to see Castiel. He immediately turned to see his angel standing there with his head tilted so far to the side he swore he would snap his neck. His dark wings had an orange glow from the bonfire. Dean smiled and walked over. He pulled Castiel into his arms and took a long, deep breath of his angel's luxurious scent. He smiled when he felt Castiel hold him back tightly.

"What is going on?" Castiel asked as they pulled away from the embrace. Dean stared into those glowing electric blue eyes.

"Your brothers," Dean said, not even caring about the party. If Castiel was there then he would enjoy it all night. Maybe he could even get Castiel buzzed. He smirked at the thought and turned to the several kegs lined up.

"Cassie!" Balthazar said loudly. Castiel lifted his eyebrows when he felt Balthazar throw his arm over his shoulders "Long time no see."

Castiel gave a half smile "Hello Balthazar," he said "What are all of you doing in Dean's dream?"

"Well they were already here when I showed up," Balthazar said, taking a sip from a red plastic cup "I just came because I can sense a party starting from several countries away."

"Will all of this like…I don't know, screw with my head?" Dean asked curiously.

"No, you will be fine. Though if you wake up, the party is over," Gabriel said as he walked over, holding a long, clear bottle of alcohol. It was already halfway gone and somehow, that still surprised Dean even though they were archangels.

Dean smirked "So I'm in control?" he asked.

"Not entirely…" Gabriel said "I slipped you some sleep aids when I went to retrieve Sammy."

"You did what?" Castiel suddenly asked, shoving Balthazar off to glare at his brother.

"Relax," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes "It's a party. Have fun, get drunk and sing!"

"How are four archangels and…an angel going to get drunk on wimpy kegs?" Dean questioned, grabbing the vodka from Gabriel's hand to sip it.

"It's your dream…if you want, you can turn the ocean into an endless supply of booze," Gabriel said, wiggling his eyebrows, hinting.

Dean grinned and closed his eyes. He imagined the entire ocean was a giant, glowing green supply of Absinthe with extra wormwood. He opened his eyes and smiled when Gabriel and Balthazar cheered "Nice. I'll be back," Balthazar said, walking over with the red cup.

Dean turned to Castiel "You," he said, pointing at him "Go drink as much as you can."

Castiel shifted slightly "I'd rather not, Dean," he said.

"Go. Now," Dean ordered firmly "I want to see which of you can hold your liquor the best."

"Oh you know that will be me," Gabriel said, rolling his eyes. He turned to the stage where Lucifer was trying to get Michael to sing "Hey assbutts," he shouted.

Castiel bit down on his lip when he saw Michael dart his eyes at them. He could see the elder archangel become annoyed, the top of his feathers twitching.

"Ocean. Booze. Now," Gabriel shouted, pointing at the lightly glowing waves.

The two archangels turned to the water then Lucifer grinned and grabbed Michael's wing. They began their way over to the Absinthe. Gabriel latched onto Castiel and dragged him over as well.

"What exactly is in that?" Sam asked once the angels were out of earshot.

Dean grinned "Well Absinthe…but there is extra wormwood and their might be a hint of roofies," he said.

Sam's eyes widened as he looked at his brother "Wait…do you think it will work on them?"

Dean shrugged and smirked "Guess were gonna' find out, huh?"

Sam laughed and shook his head "You're such a jerk," he said.

Dean smiled and elbowed Sam "Bitch," he said, taking a swig from the vodka. It was going to be a very long night.

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So I only got three reviews on the last chapter. :/…

Hopefully this will kinda make up for it…I hope…

So…who would like it if I wrote another chapter explaining the events of the night because I was honestly just going to have them wake up in the morning with no recollection of the night before.

If so…who will wake up in who's arms? Because if that's the case, then I HAVE to make them wake up with odd ppl. Hehe. Don't worry, nobody did anything sexual…just snuggling. Funny pairing thoughts? I already know what I was going to write but I can be inspired.

Also silly drinking games you might want to read them go through?