The rest of the Novaks go out for dinner when they return to Sioux Falls from Hael's party, but as much as he'd like to, Castiel doesn't. He still has to work on his physique, and likely will for the rest of his life in the public eye. Fucking celebrities, man. Dean is kind enough to stay with him, so the two take the impala from the airport to the Novak house.

"I'm just saying," Castiel insists, opening the door and letting his boyfriend in first. "I think you should've gone a little easier on them."

Dean scoffs. "Why would I have done that?"

"Because they're high schoolers?" Castiel suggests. "They can't top an NFL player."

"Hey, they said the Patriots cheat," Dean says defensively. "I was just trying to save my team's name by beating them on their own turf with their own balls. It's not my fault they suck at footba— hey, there's a person here."

Castiel follows his gaze to see Anna and Cain sitting on the couch in the living room together. Judging by the fact that they didn't suddenly stop talking when Dean pointed them out, they noticed the new arrivals much quicker.

"You're not supposed to be back for an hour, minimum," Anna points out.

"Well, I just suck at following schedules," Castiel replies. "Everyone else is still out, though, so if you're worried about Lucifer, you've still got a while." He looks around. "Where's Claire?"

"Like I'd know," Anna replies as if the idea is ridiculous.

"Right..." Because Cain and Claire don't mix, Castiel recalls.

"Are you Cain?" Dean asks.

"I am," Cain replies.

"Hey, nice to meet you," Dean says kindly. "I'm Dean. Dean Winchester."

Cain's expression darkens at that, but his tone mostly stays the same as he says, "Nice to meet you, too, Dean."

Castiel looks between the two of them, but Dean just looks confused, so he can't even try to figure out what's going on. Instead, he takes Dean's hand and pulls him away with a quick, "I've got to go show Dean something. See ya later."

The two reach Castiel's room in silence, but the moment the door shuts, Dean asks, "What the hell are you guys telling him about me?"

"None of us ever talk to him," Castiel replies. "And I don't see you coming up in conversation with Anna very much, so I don't know. You've never met him before?"

Dean shakes his head. "No, I don't know a Cain. I mean, I don't think I do. I don't usually talk to people that much younger than me. Maybe he's just not a Patriots fan."

Castiel's skeptical, but he can see Dean really doesn't know what's going on, so he just accepts that it will forever remain a mystery. Instead, he suggests, "Hey, wanna watch the final Q and A video?"

"Already have, but I'll watch again," Dean replies.

Castiel pulls it up on his laptop, and Dean laughs at him for using Internet Explorer. Castiel just bitch faces him and uses it anyway. The two settle down on Castiel's bed and watch it together.

It starts with the introduction, then the favorite song question, which came first when they filmed it. The scene stops abruptly at "I figured out why you like that song." A message pops up that reads, "Cassie made me cut this part out, so go yell at him on Twitter to stop being secretive." It's too bad that no one actually did it, because he would have preferred that criticism to what he did receive.

Next is "What's something your brother says a lot?"

It's Castiel that went first. "I don't... I don't think you say the same things a lot. You think of new jokes on the spot most of the time."

Lucifer just gave him a "really?" look.

"Well, not anymore," Castiel clarified. "I haven't heard Bee Movie in months."

"Yeah, it's been a while," Lucifer agreed.

"Oh, I know!" Castiel said. "You do the whole 'wild Castiel in his natural habitat' thing a lot.

Lucifer nodded slowly. "I do do that lot, don't I? I need to think of a new joke. And I feel like the only thing you say a lot is 'Dean,' really, because you're always talking about him."

"Aw, thanks, Cas!" Dean mock gushed.

"I can't argue with that, actually," Castiel admitted. "But in my defense, he's a gift from the gods."

The screen glitches like an old tv, and the words, "My apologies for the overload of Destiel cuteness" appear for a few seconds before the next scene starts.

"'What's your biggest pet peeve?'" Castiel read. "Lucifer?"

"Um... I don't know. You first."

"Okay, my biggest pet peeve is when people use me to buy time for themselves," Castiel joked.

"Like you didn't just do that to me a few minutes ago," Lucifer reminded him.

"Whatever. Technicalities."

"Okay, so I could say my biggest pet peeve is hypocrites, but I'm actually gonna answer this one," Lucifer said. "My biggest pet peeve is people complaining about celebrities and politics online. Like, you talk politics, there are gonna be ableep complaining that you should just be around to entertain, but if you don't talk politics, you're accused of not caring about anyone else. It's a no win situation. Like y'all just gotta chill, because I ain't changing my Twitter for you."

"Amen to that!" Dean agreed.

"Preach!" Castiel added.

And jump cut.

"'Who would you like to collab with?'" Lucifer read. "I wanna answer this one. Jacksfilms! 110% Jacksfilms, all the way!"

Castiel banged his head into the wall behind him a few times. "My gawd, what is it with everyone's obsession with that guy?"

"He's awesome," Dean said simply. "It's a fact of life. Deal with it."

Castiel groaned and slammed his head into the wall again. He sat up after, clarifying for the viewer's sake, "He's basically all anyone ever talks about here. You'd feel my pain if you lived with these guys, trust me."

"You know you love it," Lucifer replies. "Now, who do you want to sing with?"

Castiel has to think about this. "I don't know, actually. I think a duet with Ariana Grande would be kinda funny, because I don't think I can even sing the lowest note of any of her songs."

"Life is rough, Cassie," Lucifer says sarcastically.

Next is the part about the tour, followed by Lucifer reading the question, "'If you didn't have the job you do now, what would you want to be?"

"You first," Castiel said.

"I'd probably still want to be a YouTuber," Lucifer said. "I like to think I would have made it to YouTube eventually, even if my only subscribers were family."

"That's cheating," Castiel told him.

"Fine, I'll pick again. I'd be either a singer or an actor."

"Why not do both?" Castiel suggested. "High School Musical, huh?"

"Only if I get to be Sharpay," Lucifer replied.

"I would kill to see that," Dean told him.

"Join the club," Castiel laughs.

"How 'bout you, Castiel?" Lucifer asked. "What would you be if you could pick again?"

Castiel thought about that for a moment. "I guess I'd go something out of the public eye. Maybe a doctor, like Michael wants to be. Or a teacher, and try to give kids the support system I wish my high school gave me."

"That's... That's kinda sad," Lucifer told him.

"Trust me, it makes sense," Dean replied. "High schoolers are bleep, man, especially ones from our high school."

"But you and Castiel were okay," Lucifer added.

Dean scoffed. "I was far from okay. Cas, on the other hand, was an angel in disguise."

The word "SHIP" flashed on the screen before the next scene change.

"'Any celebrity enemies?'" Castiel read. "Luce?"

"Like I know any celebrities," Lucifer said sarcastically. "No, but I really haven't met a whole lot of celebrities. I've had a few conversations on Twitter, both public and private, and some of those private ones were not very nice."

Lucifer later explained in the privacy of their own room without the camera recording that he was referring to a rather rude conversation with Onision, in which Greg basically accused him of being fake and challenged him to talk in the public eye through tweets, which Lucifer refused. It eventually became Onision telling him to man up, and Lucifer saying that he was perfectly happy being who he was.

Onision threatened to screenshot their conversation and tweet about it, and Lucifer had to beg him not to, not because he was in the wrong, but he wanted to avoid the drama. That had only been a few days before they filmed it, so it's been less than a week since they had their one-sided argument. That's how he explained it, at least, but he didn't show them the conversation itself.

"But whatever," Lucifer finished. "Nothing good comes from letting other people tear you down. I learned that from Castiel."

There's a jump cut there, because Castiel had given him a hug and been all cute and lovey dovey. The video resumes when Castiel answered the question.

"I definitely have celebrity enemies," Castiel said. "There are a lot of people I'd like to never talk to again — more than you'd think. But I was bullied most of my life, and I don't want to turn into those people I used to hate, so I promised I'd never say names. Six years later, I'm still —"

"Hollywood's little angel," Lucifer finished.

"I'm not!" Castiel protested.

"You are," Dean agreed.

"You're basically everyone's celebrity role model," Lucifer told him. "Embrace it."

There's a bit of bickering that Lucifer cut out in which Castiel insisted no one thinks he's an angel, but the other two refused to accept that.

The rest of the video continues in a similar fashion. The two answer a question, and one or both answers becomes either a playful argument or a joke. It's actually kind of fun to watch again. Maybe Lucifer's channel isn't just good for making other people laugh. It'll be fun to watch these one day in a few years and laugh at how weird they were.