"Alright, let's do this ish!" Lucifer says excitedly. He sets up his tripod, then begins to fix lighting.

Castiel watches him work from the bottom bunk bed in his bedroom, somewhat entertained by how into this he is. They're about to film their Q and A video, which Lucifer said he should have edited and uploaded by the end of the day. Dean, being as bored as he was, decided to watch, sitting on the top bunk out of frame just for a sneak preview of the video because why not?

"'Kay, that works," Lucifer says, sitting down next to Castiel with his phone in his hand to scroll through tweets. Castiel is doing the same, but they're scrolling to different parts of the recently section of the tag, so Castiel is much closer to the beginning of the tag than Lucifer, who is looking at the more recent tweets. "Ready?"

"Ready," Castiel replies.

"Then showtime!" Lucifer turns his attention to the camera. "Hey guys! It's Satan here." He looks to Castiel, giving him the silent cue to introduce himself.

"And —"

"That random hobo Lucifer found on the street," Dean finishes.

Castiel laughs. "Thank you, disembodied voice."

"We're totally keeping that in," Lucifer tells them.

"I feel so special," Dean jokes.

"You should," Castiel replies. "No, but for real, I'm Lucifer's brother, Castiel."

"And I kidnapped him from New York and forced him to make a Q and A video with me," Lucifer adds.

"Didn't you kidnap him from LA?" Dean asks.

"What?"

"We came here from Jody's, so wouldn't that mean you kidnapped him from LA, not New York?"

"I — but — shut up, disembodied voice!"

Dean and Castiel both laugh.

"Anyway, back to what I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," Lucifer continues, "Welcome to episode one of Ask the Angels Anything! You guys tweeted us questions using '#ATAA' and we're just gonna scroll through and answer random ones and I'm gonna cut out the long awkward pauses that are probably gonna happen between questions. Get it? Got it? Good. Let the questions begin."

The two start scrolling through the tweets, and, after about fifteen seconds, Castiel says, "Alright, someone — and I'm not gonna do names because I'm sure a bunch of people asked the same questions and you can just pretend it's you — asked me what my favorite song is because no one asked me at Jody's this time."

"Gasp, a tradition is broken," Lucifer deadpans, then adds, "no, kidding. Pick a favorite song, any favorite song."

"See, now I gotta think about this, which I should've done before I read the question. You know what? Lucifer, you go. What's your favorite song?"

"You're expecting me to choose?" he asks, as if it's the most absurd thing he's ever heard. "Um... this is hard, wow. Oh, you know that show Victorious on Nickelodeon that ended way too soon?"

"I know of it?" Castiel replies. "I think I've seen, like, an episode and a half. Why?"

"I like that song that Tori and Jade sang together on their date. Y'know, 'Take a Hint'?"

"What now?" Castiel asks.

"You don't know 'Take a Hint?" Lucifer repeats as if it's personally offensive. "That song I used to belt out for no reason? Not ringing any bells at all? 'No you can't buy me a drink. Let me tell you what I think. I think you could use a drink. Take a hint, take a —' you really don't remember that?"

"No?" Castiel says uncertainly.

"I'm gonna show you it as soon as we won't get in trouble for copyright infringement. Anyway, yeah, that's my favorite song. What's yours?"

"Um... I still don't know. Dean, buy me some time. What's your favorite song?"

"Me?" Dean asks.

"Is there another Dean here?" Castiel asks teasingly. "Yes, you. Go."

"Fine. Mysterious disembodied voice says... Well, if Lucifer can go tv show, I can, too. You know that show Psych that also ended way too soon?"

"No," Castiel replies.

"Yes!" Lucifer squeals excitedly. "Is it 'Santa Barbara Skies'?"

"What? No!" Dean replies as if it's a ridiculous guess. "That's... Actually, that's a pretty good song, but no. 'I've Heard it Both Ways' is way better."

"On my gawd, yes!" Lucifer agrees immediately. "Good choice, Deano."

"I know," he replies confidently. "Back to you, Cas."

"Great," Castiel deadpans. "Well, if you're both going with obscure songs that no one knows from things no one remembers, I'm gonna do it, too. Remember when we saw Phantom of the Opera on Broadway?"

"What? Where was I?" Dean asks, sounding offended.

"This was, like, a year after we stopped talking," Castiel tells him. "You definitely weren't a shoe in for tickets. But Lucifer, Michael, Samandriel, our dad, and I went." Anna choose a sleepover over a Broadway musical, and Castiel's faith in her generation died a little more in that moment.

"I remember that," Lucifer replies. "It was very meh."

"It was awesome and I refuse to accept otherwise," Castiel replies. "Anyways, you know how Michael found the sequel, Love Never Dies?"

"Yeah, I caught a few parts of it," Lucifer replies.

"Well, I found the soundtrack under my bed — or, Misha did, technically — and I kinda memorized all the good songs so I think my favorite song of the day is... 'Beneath a Moonless Sky.'"

"Which one's that?" Lucifer asks. "Is that the fun rock one with Phantom and what's-his-face?"

"Gustave, and no, that's 'The Beauty Underneath,' which is my second favorite song, now that you mention it. No, 'Beneath a Moonless Sky' is that song with the Phantom and Christine —"

"As is most of the musical," Lucifer adds.

"I wasn't done yet!" Castiel protests. "It was basically the Phantom and Christine singing about their one night stand, but it's a really good song."

"You gotta sing it now," Dean tells him.

"But —"

"You have to," Lucifer agrees. "It's your duty as singer-dude to sing songs that no one knows."

"But it's gonna sound really awkward out of context," Castiel whines. "And then I'm just gonna sound weird."

"You're already weird, so deal with it," Dean jokes.

Castiel scoffs. "Great, thanks."

"Now, sing, little songbird! Sing!" Lucifer insists.

"'Sing for meeeee!'" Castiel replies. Seeing Lucifer's blank look, he adds, "It's from Phantom, when — you know what? Never mind."

"So, you gonna sing or what?" Dean asks.

"Yes?" Lucifer answers for him. "Good."

Castiel sighs. "Fine. I'll sing a little bit of it. But I'm telling you, it's gonna sound really weird. It's like... 'Ah Christine, my Christine, on that night when the world thought me dead. My Christine, on the night just before you were wed. Ah Christine, you came and found where I hid. Don't you deny that you did, that long ago —' Yeah, I can't hit that note. But he says 'night.'"

"I have a feeling this next part is the part you don't want to sing, so now you gotta sing it," Lucifer tells him.

"But —"

"Do it! Do it! Do it!" Dean chants, and Lucifer joins in almost immediately.

Castiel smacks his head against the wall in exasperation. "Fine, I'll do it! (A/N You don't actually have to read the lyrics, but if you feel like it, go for it. Luci's reply might make more sense idk it'd up yo you.) 'Once there was a night, beneath a moonless sky. Too dark to see a thing, too dark to even try.' 'I stole to your side, to tell you I must go. I couldn't see your face, but trembled at your voice.' 'And I touched you.' 'And I felt you.' 'And I heard those ravishing refrains.' 'The music of your pulse.' The singing in your veins.' 'And I held you. 'And I touched you.' And embraced you.' And I felt you.' 'And with every breath and every sigh.' 'I felt no longer scared.' 'I felt no longer shy.' 'At last, our feelings bared, beneath a moonless sky.' 'And blind in the dark, as soul gazed into soul. I looked into your heart and saw you pure and whole.' 'Cloaked under the night with nothing to suppress, a woman and a man, no more and yet no less.' 'And I kissed you.' 'And caressed you.' 'And the world around us fell away.' 'We said things in the dark we never dared to say.' 'And I caught you.' 'And I kissed you.' 'And I took you.' 'And caressed you, with a need too urgent to deny. And nothing mattered then, except for you and I. Again and then again, beneath a moonless sky.' And then it keeps going and the Phantom says he left cuz he loved her and she said she loved him too and it's this whole thing about how they had awesome sex and yeah, that's basically the song but it's actually really good, I swear."

"It doesn't sound too bad," Dean allows. "I'd be willing to give the musical a shot, I guess."

Lucifer had just been giving Castiel a blank look, but when Dean says that, a smirk appears on his face.

"What?" Castiel asks.

"I figured out why you like that song," Lucifer says smugly.

"Because it's a good song?" Castiel replies, unsure where Lucifer is going with that.

"Because it's about doing the frickle frackle, and..." He clears his throat and gestures to the top bunk, where Dean sits. "You two just got back together."

Castiel just looks at him for a moment as his innocent little mind pieces that together before shoving his brother "playfully." "Lucifer!"

Lucifer shrugs. "Hey, I'm just saying. You two have had a lot of time alone lately." He gives them a suggestive smirk.

"But — you — we — and — what — Luci!" Castiel flops down on the bed face first, so his face is hidden from the camera, lying behind his brother.

Lucifer looks behind himself with a satisfied look on his face. "My little bro's been getting some!"

"Stawp!" Castiel whines.

"But I like making you blush!" Lucifer protests.

"But it's mean!"

"And, judging by the radio silence coming from above, it's also true," Lucifer adds.

"Hey, I'm staying out of this one," Dean tells him.

"Fine, but I totally know it's true."

But in reality, it's not true at all. The two haven't been getting jiggy with it every night as Lucifer seems to suspect. And that is exactly why he's becoming one with the tomatoes. They never have. Maybe when they were younger, he could use the fact that Dean was eighteen and it would technically be illegal as an excuse, but they're both legally adults now. If he thinks the hell he'd get from the Internet for this is bad, he can only imagine what his own friends and family would say. He'd never hear the end of it.