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Chapter 48: The Hangover Part 5:
"Cas, did you seriously just shave off Bobby's eyebrow?" Sam asked, his voice incredulous.
Castiel turned to see the younger Winchester in his cowboy boots and short shorts and he grinned "Aren't you supposed to mess around with the first person to fall asleep at a party?" he asked "I've seen it in a movie."
Dean just chuckled and shook his head "I think I need to keep an eye on what you watch."
Sam sighed when he suddenly heard a fiddle being tuned. He turned to the stage to see Lucifer holding a golden fiddle and messing with a few string on it "You're not going there, are you?" he asked.
Lucifer smirked and gave Sam a wink before checking to make sure everything was in tune "So who here thinks they can outfiddle me?" he glanced around to where Bobby was passed out on the stage beside an amused Castiel then to where Sam and Dean were standing.
"I got this one," Michael's voice sounded as he walked over to where the other fiddle was sitting.
Lucifer arched an eyebrow "You've tried many times Michael; I have always been better than you."
Michael gave a slight smirk "We'll see about that," he said, lifting the fiddle up. He began to retune the strings as well.
"This is going to be good," Balthazar said as he walked over to Sam and Dean. He pulled out his camera "Does this thing have video?"
Sam knit his eyebrows when he noticed the angel pressing buttons. A few flashes beamed onto the floor and after a moment, Sam pried it from his hands, pressed one button then handed it back to him "Just press that button and it'll start recording," he informed, his head spinning from looking at small words on the screen.
Balthazar smirked "Oh your such a smarty pants," he said pressing a button.
Everyone turned when he they a loud thump echo on the stage.
"Two down," Dean said, grinning at the form of Crowley passed out on the stage with his puffy skirt sticking up slightly, revealing his hairy legs "And that is an image I'll never be able to sear from my memory."
"Agreed," Sam said, turning his eyes from where Crowley lay just a few feet away from Bobby.
"Okay now…Michael, you ready?" Lucifer asked, walking over to the microphone.
Michael nodded and stretched, his wings hanging behind him in a state of relaxation.
"Where's Gabe?" Sam asked, staring around for his angel.
"I'm right here, moosey," Gabriel said, popping up beside Sam with a keg in his arms.
"Haven't you had enough to drink?" Dean asked, knowing if he took another sip of alcohol, he would probably throw up.
Gabriel shook his head "Nope. We are archangels, Dean. If we don't keep drinking, it'll stop having an effect. This is absinthe in here. Anyone thirsty?" he lifted the tube thingy and pressed it for green liquid to spill out.
"Me," Castiel said, practically skipping over to drink. Gabriel grinned as Castiel began to drink as much of the liquid as he could.
"Okay…action. Come on," Balthazar said, still recording everything as he held it up to face Michael and Lucifer.
Lucifer snapped his fingers to set up a band behind them. After a moment, he waved a hand and they began to play. He started the same moment and everyone shut up to watch the scene unfold.
Dean took a deep breath and took a seat on the stage to be comfortable; Castiel sat down beside him and they both stared at the stage as Lucifer began to start singing-talking thing. Dean was impressed at how similar he sounded to the original band.
He pointed to Michael as he said 'I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul cos' I think I'm better than you.' Michael just rolled his eyes and Dean was shocked but amused as Michael began to take over for 'Johnny's' words, changing the name to Michael instead. Lucifer seemed pleased about the change and he smirked and when he continued to sing, he used the name, Michael. Both continued to play their instruments.
"Sammy come here," Gabriel suddenly said, snapping Sam out of his staring trance. Sam grunted when Gabriel grabbed his hand and yanked him to the empty spot on the stage.
"What the hell?" Sam asked loudly, trying to override the music that was blaring. Gabriel just grinned "We're gonna dance, Sammy."
Sam's eyes widened "No," he said "No way." He groaned when Gabriel pulled on his arms to make him move. After a moment, he realized he didn't give a crap how stupid he looked. He silently wondered if Gabriel had something to do with that reverie.
"Wow Sammy," Dean whispered to himself as he watched his brother practically tap dance in those cowboy boots "You getting that?" Dean asked Balthazar, who was moving the camera to face Gabriel and Sam then back to Michael and Lucifer.
In typical Lucifer fashion, he made sure to add the fire to his fingertips as he began to start playing his little solo. Dean just watched in amazement as he moved the bow across the strings so fast that it appeared like just a blur and Castiel just smiled when Lucifer changed up the tune a bit, adding in some more effects and sounds and making the solo longer.
"Lucifer was always very musical," Castiel said to Dean as he pulled the human into his lap.
"Come on," Dean groaned, trying to fight to get out of the lap but he was way too drunk to even have the correct coordination to stand a chance so he sighed and let the angel take control.
Dean gave a smile when Michael turned the lyrics into 'Well your pretty good, lil' bro,'. He really liked drunk Michael much more than sober straightedge Michael.
"We should youtube this," Dean said, turning to Balthazar, who was smiling so widely, Dean was sure his face would get stuck that way.
Dean jumped slightly when a chair popped onto stage and Michael pointed to it as he went on. Lucifer laughed loudly at his brother's behavior as he took the seat then crossed his arms over his chest to watch his brother fail to beat him once again.
"They used to have competitions like this all the time," Castiel said "It feels like old times."
Dean smiled when he saw the gleam of happiness in his angel's eyes. He pulled Castiel down to kiss him as the music began to go loudly again with Michael singing the next part then the solo started.
Dean lifted his eyebrows to see Sam and Gabriel start to do their weird country dancing crap faster as Michael began to play. He was going quite faster than Lucifer and was hitting different notes and tunes much higher and more prominent. After it lasted a little bit Michael grinned as he went on with more notes. Lucifer hopped up from his chair and jumped at Michael, who tried to move away while still playing.
"Oh no you don't," Lucifer said with a smirk, trying to pry the bow from Michael's hand "You aren't going to beat me."
Michael laughed and continued on out of tune as he tried to keep the fiddle from his brother. Lucifer sighed and gave up after a moment but he was smiling the entire time. He walked over to the mic as the music slowed and instead of saying Michael won, he changed it to say he did.
"Come on Luci," Gabriel shouted "You know you lost that one."
Lucifer gasped in surprise when he felt a force knock him to the floor. His wings flailed as he tried to keep balance but he was also quite drunk. He lifted his eyebrows to find Michael on top of him, trying to grab the golden fiddle.
"No way!" Lucifer said, moving it around to keep it away while he threw all of his weight up, knocking Michael off of him. Michael stumbled slightly but jumped back at Lucifer to claim his prize.
"I won," Lucifer said lifting a foot to try and keep his brother away.
"I won that fiddle fair and square…so give it to me," Michael said, trying to grab the fiddle again but he was met by a foot to the chest.
Lucifer jumped to his feet and spread his wings to take flight. Michael followed suit and they soared across the beach slightly before both crashing into the sand.
"Wow," Dean said as he watched them scuffle in the sand.
"Woah there cowboy," Gabriel said suddenly. Dean turned to see Sam colliding towards the stage. Gabriel caught him easily and smirked to see his hunter unconscious in his arms. He took a deep breath as he held him tightly and pressed a finger to check his pulse. Once he was satisfied with the results, he gently lay him down. Sam let out a breath before curling into a little ball.
"Three down," Dean said with a smirk, glad to know he wasn't the first person to pass out "Any bet on who's next?"
Gabriel pursed his lips and places a finger on his chin as though in deep thought "I say Michael," he said.
Dean chuckled and turned to see Michael holding the fiddle up in the air over Lucifer, who was trying to grab it. Lucifer tackled him into the ground, pulling on feathers.
"How do you turn this thing off?" Balthazar asked, fumbling with the camera again.
"Are all angels stupid?" Dean asked, standing up to turn the recording off. He handed it back to Balthazar, who was staring at Castiel.
"Cassie, want a tattoo?" he asked.
Castiel stood up and shook his head "No…what do I need it for?"
"You're too scared, aren't you?" Balthazar asked, arching an eyebrow.
"No!" Castiel defended "I just don't see the need."
"You're a sissy," Balthazar said.
Castiel gave him a cold, challenging gaze "Fine," he said "I'll get one."
Balthazar's face lit up with excitement. He snapped his fingers and a table appeared on the beach beside the fire.
Dean smiled as they walked over to the table. Castiel lay upon the table, his speedo looking an even brighter orange from the fire reflection.
Balthazar popped up a hair beside Castiel along with all of the tattooing supplies. Dean sat on the sand beside the table and just gazed at the fire. He was starting to feel extremely drowsy but he wasn't ready to pass out. He lifted his eyebrows when he felt a breeze beside him. He turned to see Lucifer sitting there, staring at the fire as well. His face had a few bruises and scratches over it.
"You lose your fiddle?" Dean questioned curiously.
Lucifer chuckled and nodded. A moment later, Dean's eyes widened when sparks and ash flew up in the air as something landed in the fire. He noticed the fiddle glowing in the flames.
"Michael! You dick!" Lucifer hissed, staring up at his brother, who was smirking at the fire. He turned to Castiel, who was wincing as the tattoo needle buzzed and pressed to his skin.
"What an ass," Lucifer mumbled as he glowered at his brother.
Dean nodded "He wasn't like that when he took over my body."
Lucifer grinned "Well he only drank wine. I guess hard liquor makes him into a mean drunk."
"Same with Cas," Dean said, noting as he remembered Bobby's eyebrow was missing.
Dean was shocked to see Castiel sit up only twenty minutes later with a tattoo that covered his entire chest and stomach. He laughed when he noticed it was Balthazar.
"Did you just pull a Stevo on him?" Dean asked Balthazar, who was smiling proudly.
Castiel didn't seem to mind his stomach. He was actually just grinning about it.
"What happened to Garbiel?" Michael asked, messing up his name again.
Dean knit his eyebrows and scanned the beach, finding no trace of the other archangel.
"He probably lay down with Sam," Balthazar said, also noticing the archangel was gone.
"Hey!" Dean said "Can you tattoo your face on my ass?"
Balthazar let out a loud laugh "Hop right up," he said, patting the table.
Dean smirked as he stood up and stretched out across the table. Castiel stared as Balthazar pulled Dean's boxers down enough so the top of his cheeks were showing.
"Oh calm down. I'm not going to touch him like that," Balthazar said, noticing the annoyance in his friend.
Dean blinked, his head spinning as the needle buzzed against his skin. He hissed out for a moment before the motions began to numb. He stared up at the camera when the flashed beamed across his eyes.
. . .Present. . .
Dean stared at the picture in confusion and then began to notice the way his butt was sore. Everyone had their eyes on him and he stood up to pull down the back of his boxers to inspect. He laughed when he noticed the small, half-dollar size tattoo of Balthazar's face. The skin around it was red and irritated from not being cared for.
"Dammit boy, get that thing outta' my face," Bobby said, trying to move away from the pale buttcheeks that were just a foot from his face.
Dean grinned "I'm keeping it," he said.
Balthazar just laughed and shook his head, turning his eyes to Castiel to make sure he was okay with it. Castiel just had his head tilted.
"Woah Cas," Dean gasped when he felt his angel's fingers grab onto one of his cheeks. His face flushed scarlet red when Castiel's face got so close, he could feel warm breath on his skin.
"Oh please not in front of us," Sam groaned, hiding his face into Gabriel's shoulder.
"It's infected, Dean," Castiel said, rubbing his thumb across it.
Dean sighed and tried to pull his boxers back up but Castiel had a firm grip "Cas…knock it off," he clenched through his teeth, feeling embarrassed and annoyed as they all stared at him with amusement.
"One moment, Dean," Castiel whispered and Dean gasped when he felt a warmth flow through his entire body before ending where the tattoo was. After a moment, he felt Castiel pull away and he instantly covered up.
"All healed," Castiel said firmly with a slight smile.
"Can we, uh, go on?" Dean asked hopefully.
Balthazar grinned at Castiel before changing to the next photo. He paused and laughed when he noticed it.
. . .Flashback. . .
"No, they both could have fit on that stupid door," Balthazar argued in annoyance, staring at Dean.
"If he tried to get on, they would have flipped. He was trying to make it so she didn't have to be in the water," Dean responded.
"They both could have stayed out of the water if only she moved her ass," Balthazar said hotly. He was very passionate about it apparently.
"If he got on, the balance would have been off. He also would have added weight and it probably would have sunk some more," Dean explained.
"Well if they both lived then it wouldn't have been a love story, now would it?" Lucifer added in, earning stared from everyone else. He shrugged "What? I got bored in the cage."
"I'll prove it to you that they both could have fit," Balthazar said, waving a hand. A door suddenly appeared on the sand beside them.
"Well who are we going to use?" Dean asked "I don't see a chick anywhere."
"Cas and Mikie," Balthazar said "Perfect examples."
"As long as I get to be the man," Castiel said, turning to Michael.
Michael arched an eyebrow "Sorry Cassie, but I get to be Jack. I'm much more masculine than you."
"No you're not," Castiel said.
"Who is the one dating another man over here? If I remember correctly, it's usually females who are with males," Michael said with a smirk.
"Oh he got you there," Lucifer said, clapping his hands.
Castiel glared "My vessel is bigger than yours," he said.
"I'm also a lot older than you. Being older means I get to be the man," Michael informed.
"No," Castiel said "You're the bitch."
Michael stood up, wobbling slightly as Castiel did "You wanna put that to the test?" he asked "We can fight right now. Whoever loses is the female."
"Calm the hell down," Dean said, standing up and placing a hand on his angel's shoulder. He really didn't want Castiel to get blown up or fried by Michael.
"Let's take a vote. How many here think Castiel should be the chick?" Dean asked, moving a few steps back in case his angel decided to flip out.
Michael gave everyone a steel gaze and they all raised their hands. Castiel huffed out in annoyance "I hate you all," he said, pouting and staring down.
Castiel sighed and walked over to the door. Michael grinned and laid down on it then motioned for Castiel "Come here, darling," he said "I need my bitch."
Dean just laughed. It was strange to know Michael was talking like that. He wondered if anyone was going to remember this in the morning.
Castiel groaned in annoyance but submitted and crawled onto the door over Michael.
"See they both fit," Balthazar said proudly.
"That doesn't count…you don't know if this door will float or sink in the water," Dean argued.
Balthazar sighed and turned to see Michael and Castiel. Dean laughed when he noticed Balthazar tilt his head. He had never seen that particular angel do it.
"Their sleeping," Balthazar said, his voice filled with confusion.
Dean whipped his head around to indeed see his angel curled up on Michael. They both had their eyes closed and were in a deep rest from what he could tell.
Dean grinned "Do you have a permanent marker?" he asked.
Balthazar looked confused for a moment before smirking knowingly. He pulled a marker out of nowhere and handed it to Dean. He held his own and they both walked over to the 'sleeping' angels.
Dean licked his lips as he opened his marker and began to draw an arrow on Castiel's face.
"Why are you doing that?" Lucifer asked, turning his head to watch them.
"Because they were dicks this whole time," Dean said flatly.
Lucifer stared at them for a moment then shrugged "Good point," he said though Dean didn't catch it in time before the picture of him over Castiel was snapped.
"Oh come on! Cas wasn't supposed to know it was me," Dean said, jumping up to grab the camera. Lucifer held it behind him as he backed away with amusement.
"Give it to me," Dean growled, trying to reach over to get it but realized it was a mistake when he felt a wave of nausea roll over him from all of the movement. He paused and swallowed back the beer that threatened to come up.
"I'm going to roll them out in the water. We'll see if this thing floats," Balthazar said, smiling proudly at his work done of Michael's face.
Dean ground his teeth when Lucifer just beamed white teeth at him then turned to Balthazar "Let's go do this then," he said, grabbing one end of the door.
"Lucifer should do this," Balthazar said "We need to fly them out to the middle."
Lucifer grinned and stood up and Dean frowned to find the camera missing. He watched as they both grabbed an end of the door and flew up. They disappeared over the water.
Dean felt strangely alone with everyone else sleeping. He took a deep breath and yawned as sleep began to creep up on him. He sat by the fire and just stared at it. After a moment, he stretched then let his body lay onto the sand. He was out in a matter of seconds.
"Aw," Balthazar said when he noticed Dean all curled up "I wanted to brag about being right."
Lucifer rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. The fire went out instantly, leaving them in almost complete darkness.
"What are you doing?" Balthazar asked when he could see the form of Lucifer getting down onto the ground beside Dean.
"He looks cold," Lucifer said, shrugging. He was smirking though as he lay wrapped an arm around Dean.
"Cas?" Dean asked groggily, trying to see in the darkness.
"Shh," Lucifer hushed, running a hand down his cheek. Dean smiled and sighed before curling up close to who he thought was his angel.
"You're a dead man if Cas finds out," Balthazar said, snapping a picture from the camera he managed to steal from Lucifer's pocket during flight. It lit where they were lying and Balthazar laughed to see Lucifer flipping off the camera.
Balthazar sighed and walked over to his own spot to lie down. He curled up in his wings and closed his eyes.
. . .Present. . .
"Really Lucifer?" Dean asked, lifting his eyebrows.
Lucifer grinned "I have no idea why I did that," he said "smart thinking though…I haven't snuggled up with someone in forever."
"Cas," Dean warned, placing a hand on his angel's thigh when he growled.
"That's it for the pictures," Balthazar said.
"Wait," Sam said "If I passed out on the stage then how the hell did I end up with Balthazar?"
Everyone turned to Balthazar in confusion and he shrugged "I have no idea," he said.
"It's a mystery," Lucifer said, wiggling his eyebrows.
Dean wanted to punch him in the face but refrained from doing so. He took a deep breath and knit his eyebrows when everything started to fade. He blinked a few times but when he opened his eyes, he found himself staring at a motel room ceiling. He sighed and rolled over; he smiled when he was met by the amused eyes of Cas.
"Morning," he said "Nightmare?"
Dean laughed "You know it. It was fun though."
Castiel smiled warmly "I have to agree with you there."
. . .How Sam ended up with Balthazar. . .
Sam gasped as he sat up on the stage. He blinked furiously, trying to focus on his surroundings but it was dark. He could barely see in front of him. He quickly stood up, ignoring the spinning sensation before walking off the stage. He scanned the beach, searching for Gabriel and wondering how on Earth he was still drunk. He could barely walk in a straight line.
"Gabriel?" Sam asked, squinting at two sets of bodies. One was two people cuddled together…they were barely noticeable but he assumed it was Castiel and Dean. The other was by itself a several feet away "Gabe?" he asked.
"Mm?" Balthazar asked when he heard Sam.
"Is that you, Gabriel?" Sam asked.
Balthazar smirked to himself and lifted an arm up; trying his best to mimic Gabriel and hide the accent, he spoke "Yeah come here."
Sam didn't notice the voice wasn't Gabriel nor was he paying attention because he honestly didn't think anyone would pretend to be him. So he walked over and lay down beside the angel.
Balthazar smiled as he wrapped his entire body and wings around the tall body. Nobody would know…at least not until they woke. He smirked, enjoying the feeling of someone close to him. Sam sighed and curled as close as he could to the warm body.
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**And I have a question…like I always do. I've already asked a few people but I was wondering what everyone would think if I added an attachment to this. It'll be in a separate set so I can continue this forever without any drastic changes. I want to start a separate Mpreg story based off of this fic. Would anyone read it? That's the major question. Please let me know.