Chapter 8

Not many changes on this, Enjoy.

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"Right there, Raph! Stop here!" said Balthazar pointing excitedly out the window.

"Target? Why Target?"

"Because, my dear cousin, Target is always busy at night unlike other stores and I like a big crowd." he grinned. Raphael stopped the car in the parking lot and grabbed the camera from the backseat.

"Just try not to get us in trouble with security."

"Oh, don't worry, they will love us!" Raphael sighed but followed Balthazar who was dancing his way to the entrance. He still wore his black slacks but replaced his shoes for black converse and Lucifer's white 'YOU MUST BE THIS TALL TO RIDE' shirt which fit him perfect. People eyed them oddly but Balthazar kept dancing his way into the store grinning ear to ear with Raphael recording.

"Oh Gabriel made this too easy for me." he chuckled and winked at a senior lady walking by, she gasped and kept walking faster. He made his way to the electronics section, music was playing loudly already but he felt it was necessary to turn it higher.

Sweat baby sweat baby sex is a Texas drought

Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about

So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts

Yes I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up

You've had enough of two-hand touch you want it rough you're out of bounds

Raphael covered his mouth with one hand to keep himself from laughing and interrupting the video. Balthazar was now swinging his hips in a really provocative way towards a girl who seemed two years older than him, she was laughing hysterically as her friend stood next to her mouth wide open.

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it again now

You and me baby ain't nothin' but mammals

So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Gettin' horny now

There was a pillar in the electronics aisle, he danced his way to it and humped it a couple of times before sliding down, back up, grinded against it and repeated the process. A drop of sweat slid down his forehead and he wiped it away in a sensual way, the girl he'd been dancing with before was dragged into his little show and to everyone's joy, he started doing the Napoleon Dynamite incorporated with pole dancing.

A crowd had gathered around the aisle watching Balthazar, parents complained it was inappropriate for a sixteen year old to be dancing in such way, others complained to security to kick them out; two security guards stood there watching and laughing along with others. As the song ended, Balthazar wrapped a leg around the pillar and threw his head back, he winked at one of the security guards who looked away clearing his throat.

"I hope to sleep with every one of you. I brought a thousand condoms with me. Extra strong." Balthazar said winking at the crowd gathered around him.

"Alright, kid, let's get you out of here." the oldest one said, he might have been around thirty or so. Balthazar pouted and gave them the puppy eyes.

"But I was just beginning to have fun."

"We got a few complaints from customers, you and your little friend over there." he pointed at Raphael with the camera still recording, "need to leave."

"But I am here to shop for…things, it's important!" he smirked, the guard eyed him up and down suspicious.

"Alright, do it fast. We'll escort you out."

"As you say, darling." he winked at youngest security guard, he blushed and fixed a serious expression on his face. Raphael and the two men followed Balthazar to the pharmacy section, they stood awkwardly behind Balthazar who was choosing the biggest size condoms and a bottle of lube. He turned around and saw the two guards with uncomfortable expressions on their faces, "what?" he said innocently shrugging. "Oh, believe it." he smirked, "It is." with that he turned to leave.

The cashier was a woman in her forties, she eyed Balthazar oddly but scanned the items. "Will that be all?"

"That is all, darling. How much do I owe you?" he gave her a smile.

"Twelve, fifty two." he gave her the money brushing his fingertips slightly on her palm, she glared at him but he simply looked at her innocently. "Do you flirt with everything that moves?"

"Uh, yes, pretty much, dear." she chuckled and gave him the items in a bag. "Thank you." he winked at her, she shook her head and watched him leave with the guards following.

"Are you going to follow me all the way to my car?" he raised his eyebrows at the two men. They looked at each other and turned to leave. "Of course, I wouldn't mind a bit if you came along."

"Alright, kid, just stop and go home, okay?" sighed one of them.

"You guys are no fun." he pouted.

"Go home, kid."

"Wait just right there, love, I," he pointed towards himself, "am not a kid, I am going to exactly seventeen in two months!"

"You're still a kid."

"Would a kid do this?" he pulled the youngest guard towards him smashing their lips together, the guard tried to pull away but Balthazar held him tightly and soon gave up fighting. The older man stood wide eyed and mouth agape while Raphael laughed.

"Think I'm a kid now, dear?" the man cleared his throat blushing furiously.

"Uh um." he left quickly and the other man followed. Raphael was still laughing and Balthazar rocked back and forth on his feet as the men disappeared into the store.

"He tasted like peppermint and strawberry vitamin water." he furrowed his eyebrows, "I should come here more often!" with that, he made his way to the car dancing.

"You're a crazy man-whore, Balthazar."

"Oh my dear cousin, tell me something I don't know." he smirked.

They drove back to the Novak's house and found the guys playing gay chicken. Everyone cheered as they made their way into the living room, Balthazar with a smirk on his face. Castiel was no where in sight, which Balthazar noticed but he knew the boy was not one to stay up socialising with others. He joined the game of gay chicken and fairly won the title from Crowley, the king of gay chicken.

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