Chapter 20

I thought you guys had enough angst for four chapters so this will be pure nonsense, I will not write as the previous four describing so many emotions unless you want me to; it bothers me reading fics and not knowing what the characters are feeling accurately, which is why I wrote the others in such way.

This chapter is specially dedicated to SaurniExMental and Nerdette92 since these are their two favourite characters!

What happens when you leave Balthazar and Gabriel in a room with strangers?

Enjoy!

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His eyes closed as the tediousness of the moment reigned over him, his head lay on the cool granite counter lulling him further into oblivion of consciousness and the voices around him dimmed each second. In his hypnagogic state he felt a nippy sensation tickling his face, it was rather pleasant which only sent him deeper into sleep. A sudden slam of a door startled him causing his eyes to suddenly open and sit right up, he was not aware he had ridiculed himself until a moment later when all eyes in the room turned to him with amusement.

"What?" Gabriel shrugged looking around the room.

"Nothing, Chaplin." laughed Dean who was sitting next to him, Gabriel narrowed his eyes at Dean suspicious of the boy but he seemed too innocent. A flamboyant Balthazar stood in the living room in white skinny jeans which fit him a little too tight highlighting the shape of his hindquarters and his rear, a bright-yellow belt around his waist, a lime green shirt with the logo 'Mount & Do Me' which fit him perfect and red converse.

"Where's the parade, Balthie?" smirked Gabriel at the sight of his cousin.

"Oh bite me, Chaplin."

"Why are you people calling me Chaplin?!" he knit his eyebrows throwing his hands up in the air as in questioning.

"No reason at all, anyway, I need you, my wonderful cousin, to come with me to this…" he scratched the back of his neck hesitating to finish his sentence, "event." he grinned.

"Does it involve sexy people?" Gabriel leaned against the counter and raised his brow.

"You could say that."

"Good enough for me, where is it?"

"It's at the mall, of course, it won't take too long."

"Okay, I'll go get my shoes." he jumped onto the wooden floor wearing his bright-orange socks but before he could step any further Michael stopped him.

"Where do you think you are going, Gabriel?"

"With Balthazar, of course."

"Have you even finished your work?"

"Yeess, I finished a looong time ago, that's why I got bored and fell asleep." he whined exasperated.

"Let me see it."

"You are worst than Luci, you know." he rolled his eyes at Michael while getting his work from the counter. "Here, mum." Michael simply glared at him which made Gabriel wince.

"Very well, you may go. Do not get in trouble, I know the two of you unsupervised could cause a nuclear war."

"Michael, my dearest, how little faith you have in us. Don't worry, I am up to nothing impish, I can assure you that." he smiled innocently, Michael fixed his eyes into Balthazar's for a moment unblinkingly, he tilted his head slightly to the side to which Balthazar followed.

"Very well," said Michael still not moving his eyes from Balthazar, "I believe you." Balthazar smiled and finally moved his eyes from Michael's. Gabriel came back a moment later wearing his previous attire, black skinny jeans, a white polo shirt with a navy blue cardigan, black converse and his cocky smile.

"What's up with you people?" Gabriel looked around the room as everyone stared at him with amusement, Dean was smiling as if trying to hold back a laughter, Castiel who rarely smiled wide was doing so.

"Let's go or we'll be late, Gabriel." Balthazar pulled his arm and walked towards the door.

"Have fun, Chaplin!" they heard Dean yell from the kitchen as they closed the door, Gabriel was starting to question further why he was being called Chaplin.

"So, what exactly am I getting myself into?" Gabriel asked as he closed the passenger door.

"Nothing much, you will know when you get there."

"Aw come on, just tell me!"

"Look," he sighed as he drove away from the Novak house, "I just need you for support and you are the only one whom I trust will not say a word to anyone else about this."

"You trust me?" the corners of his lips curled into a sincere smile, Balthazar glanced at him and back at the road but returned the smile.

"Yeah." he said softly, "Anyway, there is this dance competition I want to enter, today is just the audition and if I get in, I will compete against the other contestants, which by the way I know will be awful."

"That's some confidence you have there," Gabriel punched Balthazar lightly on his arm.

"You know I am the world's best dancer, I am not even entering to win the prize, I just want attention, my dear."

"That's what I thought, you attention whore." Gabriel laughed and Balthazar winked at him. "So what song are you going to dance to?"

"This!" Balthazar handed Gabriel a CD, the cover was colourful with big, bold letters 'Now That's What I Call The 90s'

"Exactly what song?" he said reading the list on the back.

"Mr. Vain by Culture Beat." Gabriel snorted at that.

"You can't be serious, Balthie."

"Oh, but I am." he smirked.

"You're amazing." Gabriel said giggling.

"I know." he grinned.

The temperature reached the upper eighties, the skies were too bright for a September day, the wind blew fiercely which along with the sun rays burned your skin and made you squint, however, it did not impede the multitude from gathering outside the shopping centre for the dance contest. Balthazar parked the car at a safe distance being aware the people would be careless and damage property. The music was blaring in the air, the smell of sweat everywhere mixed with every type of cologne and cheap perfumes made him dizzy, the heat of the bodies around plus the heat of the sun was bothersome yet he was willing to stand it to support his cousin. Gabriel noticed, however, heads turn his way as they made their way through the crowd, they whispered amongst themselves, others laughed, a few girls giggled quietly and a few guys chuckled; he was confused as to why but before he could give any further thought, he felt a hand pull his and he turned to see Balthazar holding his hand.

"Don't get lost, come on." he did not let go of Gabriel; the younger boy followed his cousin as he looked around the unfamiliar faces, they made him feel dizzy and claustrophobic but he kept moving his feet to where his cousin was leading him. They pushed, pushed and pushed him in every single direction, most were taller than him, others were his height, he felt the heat of their bodies and their wet, sticky skin touch his, the thought of their sweat transferring onto his skin and his clothes made him nauseous. He felt a cool breeze hit his face as the number of people around him lessened, his hand was still intertwined with Balthazar's and he was glad for that; they entered into the building where the temperature change was a relief, there still was a crowd however, less than outside. They walked further into the building and turned the corner, Gabriel was confused as to where they were going now since the auditions were supposedly outside; he looked around for a clue but found nothing and he suddenly bumped into something, rather someone.

"Come on." Balthazar smiled at him, Gabriel raised his eyebrow staring at the 'MEN' sign on the door, however, he followed. Balthazar let go of his hand as soon as they were inside and stood face to face with Gabriel, he stared at Balthazar confused while the other boy had his eyes fixed on his, then he smiled.

"Don't move." he said turning around and walking towards the sink, he grabbed a few paper towels and wet them under the cool water, then proceeded to pour soap on the palm of his hand. Gabriel tilted his head in confusion as Balthazar stepped towards him.

"Not that you don't look lovely, Chaplin but I like your face better." he smirked.

"Huh?" he wrinkled his nose slightly in confusion.

"Just don't move." he brought his hand up to Gabriel's cheek, he felt the rather chilly liquid on his face as the older boy spread it throughout with his fingers, it was a soft touch and pleasant; he closed his eyes as he felt the fingers move to his brows gently rubbing his skin in circular motions, it was soothing and serene, the muscles around his face relaxed with every touch. The fingers trailed down softly to his upper lip and again moved gently in circular motions, he kept his eyes closed giving into the relaxing touch; he frowned slightly at the loss of Balthazar's gentle fingers and shuddered slightly at the contact of a cold, rough texture on his skin; it moved slightly throughout his face, his brows, his cheeks and finally his upper lip.

"All done." Gabriel felt a pair of warm lips on his cheek for a brief moment, he opened his eyes and found Balthazar staring at him, his lips curled slightly into a smile, "Much better." he discarded the paper towels into the trash bin and stood once again before Gabriel.

"You have to do that again, it was um," he thought for a second, "relaxing, I guess." he shrugged, Balthazar smirked.

"We should definitely have a sleep over, do each others' hair and make up too, aye?"

"Eesh, don't be a twit, I was just saying. What was that for anyway?"

"Go look on the mirror." he pointed at the mirror above the sink, Gabriel squinted his eyes at his cousin but did so anyway; he saw nothing but his flawless face.

"Man, I'm beautiful." he winked at his reflection, Balthazar chuckled

"I'm not the only vain one in the family, I see."

"You're conceited and snooty, Balthie, I, however, am a humble, conceited," he said conceited in a lower voice, "Angel. So we are much different." he snarled.

"I am not snooty! And you saying you are humble does not make you humble at all."

"I am though."

"Right." he rolled his eyes, "You and I are much alike, love, that is why we get along so well."

"Oh yeah, sure we do." Gabriel mocked a grin, Balthazar punched him slightly but they both smiled.

"Let's go before the auditions are over, I want to show people how a pro does it." he smirked. They walked out of the men's room heading back towards the exit of the building, there was a crowd around the door pushing through, most were angrily pushing each other to enter, a woman in her late forties was unsuccessfully trying to calm them; Gabriel and Balthazar were pushed along with them until they were in the middle of the crowd, they were again pushed and the boys did nothing but follow the multitude to avoid getting hurt or run over.

Gabriel looked around trying to find Balthazar, he noticed a few wrinkled faces, he looked around again and soon learned he and his cousin were in a multitude of senior citizens; Balthazar was nowhere to be seen but he could hear his voice calling his name. Gabriel turned his head in every direction for the familiar face but saw nothing, suddenly he felt a hand wrap around his waist, it pulled him with force out of the crowd until they reached a space with less people, the hand was removed from around his waist and he turned to see Balthazar looking in every direction trying to figure out what the commotion was about. They had to keep walking since the building walls were to one side, the mass of people on the other side, the mass of people in front of them and behind them.

"What the hell is going on?" Balthazar seemed irritated.

"Uh, Balthie, I think we're attending a senior citizens' dance night…"

"What?!"

"It says on that sign over there," he pointed to a banner hanging at the entrance of a large building. They kept moving until the crowd walked through the entrance.

"Come on, we have to get out of here!" Balthazar pulled Gabriel heading towards the entrance door but were stopped by the lady who was leading the crowd.

"Where do you think you're going boys? The show will start as soon as they get settled, shouldn't you be getting ready?" her voice was high pitched and cheery.

"Uh, madam, we are not supposed to be here, you see." Balthazar spoke feeling suddenly nervous.

"Of course not! You're supposed to be backstage with the others, now come on, I'll lead you both there." she smiled wide and led them away from the crowd behind the platform which was enclosed by a heavy, red curtain. "You boys get ready, I'll go check on the others." she walked away leaving a confused Gabriel and an anxious Balthazar.

"Okay, so this wasn't supposed to happen." Balthazar said looking around the place, there were a few props in a box, lights everywhere, the obnoxious sound of people speaking at once and his cousin who stood there looking like he felt.

"What are we supposed to be doing? What was she talking about?"

"I think we are supposed to entertain them, judging by these." he pointed to the box on the floor with the props.

"I- what? I am no one's clown, Balthazar, let's get out of here!" he turned to leave but as soon as he stepped from behind the curtain he found himself standing on the platform with all eyes on him; Gabriel smiled awkwardly and ran back behind the curtain.

"Okay, so." he rubbed the back of his neck. "Got any funny jokes?" Balthazar rolled his eyes at him.

"Don't worry, I have an idea." he smiled pulling out his iPod from his pocket.

"Oh no, no, no, no, Balthazar, if you're thinking what I think you're thinking, I am not doing that!" he crossed his arms snarling at the older boy.

"You have to or would you rather do a solo?" he smirked raising his brow, Gabriel sighed and let his arms hang on his sides.

"Fine… the guys better not find out about this, you hear?" he pointed at Balthazar with a threatening finger.

"You think I want them to? Ha." he leaned against the wall looking through his iPod when they heard the high-pitched lady welcoming the senior citizens but he chose to ignore it. His play list consisted of a mixture of decades, starting from Dean Martin to The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Dead or Alive, Alphaville, Journey, Eurhythmics, La Bouche, Cascada, Haddaway, Backstreet Boys, NSYNC, Michael Jackson, Maroon 5, Coldplay, Lady Gaga, etc.

"Balthazar!" he felt someone pull his arm, "Come on, they're calling us!"

"Great." he sighed and followed his cousin. They stood before the not so welcoming crowd, their expressions seemed uninterested and sombre, as if it were a funeral instead of a cheery event. Gabriel rocked back and forth on the heels of his feet swinging his arms along and an awkward smile to accompany it. Balthazar walked towards the DJ next to the platform and gave him his iPod telling him to play a certain song, he came back a few minutes later with a microphone in his hand.

"A smile on your faces would make us feel more welcome," he said in a playful tone with his charming British accent, a few of the elders smiled while others kept their blank expressions on, Balthazar kept his smile on with confidence and continued, "We were not told to do this but we are going to anyway, so hold on to your panties we're about to blow them off." he smirked, a few of the elders gasped while others looked around. "Enjoy the show!" he added and handed the microphone back to the DJ.

"What are we dancing to?" Gabriel whispered to Balthazar while he stood close to him.

"Just remember some of the steps from Dance Revolution and you'll be fine."

"What song?"

"I - um, I picked Beat It, just do what I do." he motioned to the DJ to start the song, they stood facing the crowd who seemed uninterested still.

They Told Him Don't You Ever Come Around Here

Don't Wanna See Your Face, You Better Disappear

The Fire's In Their Eyes And Their Words Are Really Clear

So Beat It, Just Beat It

Gabriel sighed but was thankful he at least new the dance routine to this song. Balthazar was a natural dancer, his feet and body flowed along with the rhythm of the music with such fervour, his hair whipped his forehead as he moved his head to the sides, the ecstasy throughout his body created by the intensity of the music blurred his mind making him oblivious of the crowd and he danced as if he and Gabriel were the only ones in the room. Hot droplets of sweat ran from the top of his head to his sides which only excited him more, it was his reward for the full effort he put into the work; he was no artist like his cousin Castiel, he was no singer like Lucifer, he could not even play an instrument as graceful as Anna, could not swim as fast as Gabriel but he could dance, dance for hours without stopping; it was his freedom, the vibrations of the music resonated throughout his body, the sound of every beat intoxicated his body sending an euphoric feel to his soul as if he could fly, free to move his entire being as if he floated in the air and gravity was simply a myth. Balthazar opened his eyes as the song ended and was met by a crowd standing up and cheering loudly, his cousin stood next to him panting with a smile on his face.

The high-pitched voice lady came up to the platform and handed Balthazar the microphone which he took still panting and recovering from the drunk-like state he felt in. "Thank you!" he grinned still panting slightly, "I hope all of you are ready to dance because we," he pointed at himself and Gabriel, "are going to make you and I do not want anyone complaining, we will play songs from every decade and you will like it." he winked at no one in particular, "alright, let's clear the dance floor," he motioned to the staff in charge of the event; they proceeded to remove every single chair in the room which took a few minutes. "Everybody ready?" the crowd answered cheerfully, "Groovy!" he grinned.

Let's drop!

Yeah, come on

Shake, shake

I'll take you home

If you don't leave me at the front door

Your body's cold

But girl, we're getting so warm

And I was thinking of ways that I could get inside

Gabriel and Balthazar stepped off the platform moving their bodies to the music, most the seniors stood there stiff while others tried to move as the music played. Gabriel put on his most dally smile and took the hand of a lady inviting her to dance, she smiled at him for his charming character and danced with him. Balthazar was somewhere in the room dancing with a couple of elderly ladies and laughing as they tried to imitate his moves.

The rest of the evening passed by rather pleasant for the boys, although they missed the auditions for the dance competition but Balthazar was not bothered by it; he spent a great time teaching the seniors what he loved to do best and he was delighted to have so much attention. The smile on Balthazar's face was the most wonderful thing Gabriel could have ever seen and he was glad to have spent the rest of the day with him, his heart warmed to the sight of his cousin enjoying life as he could, smiling without a care because he knew that when the smile faded, the older boy was rather miserable and suffering in that world once again and only he knew why.

"Are seriously stealing pudding from old people?" Balthazar asked standing next to him with a hand on his hip.

"The lady gave it to me." he grinned with his teeth covered in chocolate pudding, "Hey, watch this, I've always wanted to do it." he giggled.

"Do what?"

"Just watch their reaction," he took another spoonful of pudding and giggled.

"Okay then?" Balthazar fixed his eyes on the crowd as Gabriel walked towards the platform with the pudding cup raising it in the air and yelling at the top of his lungs, 'Pudding'. The seniors stopped moving and turned towards Gabriel, suddenly all of them moved to one side of the room where the staff stood with cups of pudding for everyone. Balthazar stood there with his mouth agape not knowing whether to laugh or follow them and get a pudding cup for himself.

"I got you one." Gabriel grinned handing his cousin the cup and a spoon.

"Aw, you do love me," he put a hand over his heart and curled his lips into a sincere smile. Gabriel sighed feeling content at heart.

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I had fun writing this, I hope you are satisfied with it. Just to explain something, there is supposed to be a bromance between Gabriel and Balthazar, however, not romantic feelings.

If you have not watched the video of Michael Jackson's Beat it, not only do I feel sorry for you but I suggest you get yourself on Youtube and go watch the shit out of that epic video! Also, I just had to include the 90s in there, (90s kid here) anyone else remember some of the most popular songs during that time? I do *smirk*