Sam's pov

       I wake up to find myself in a cocoon of comfortable brown blankets on the floor. I tried to move but couldn't, after literally fighting my way out of the blankets, sit up to find Gabe staring right back at me with those whiskey colored eyes of his. He was sitting Indian style (criss cross) on the bed, looking very intent with a lollipop in his mouth. "Good morning Samshine." He said muffled with a smile playing on his lips. I nodded and said while stretching "Good morning." I stood up, walked over to him and put my fingers under his chin, forcing him to look up at me. It was then I noticed that his lips were blue, he took the lollipop out of his mouth to reveal that it was in fact blue and the culprit for causing his lips to be blue. I took my hand out from under his chin and sat down on the bed next to him, I asked groggily "Why was I on the floor?" He smiled and said very quietly "I might have pushed you off." He bit his lip and asked "Are you mad?" I shook my head 'no' and he took a sigh of relief. He then continued to say "You were scooching away from me in your sleep, I wanted to cuddle so I kept on scooting into your grasp, eventually you fell off the bed and took all of the blankets with you." He giggled and said "You looked too adorable." I reached down and in a flash had the blankets pulled over us, we were still sitting, Gabe let out a small chuckle and then covered his mouth with his hand, like he wasn't supposed to do that. I asked in a concerned whisper "What's happening? Why are you covering your mouth?" He uncovered it and replied "My dad can't know we're awake, he'll come in here if he hears us." I nodded and looked at my watch, it was almost eight. That's when I heard the earth shattering bangs of pans clattering against each other in a rhythmic pattern. "Get up! Everybody up!" I heard Gabe's dad yell in-between bangs. I flipped the blankets off, grabbed Gabe's hand and marched out the door, dragging Gabe along with me.

Cas's pov

        Dad and his damn pans again! I thought as I heard my dad rhythmically pounding out 'Highway to Hell' on his pans as he stormed down the hallway chanting for everyone to get up. I look at Dean and immediately is eyes flutter open with alert. He shot upward, held onto his ears and yelled "What the hell!" My dad stopped banging his pans and yelled "More like highway to." and continued with his banging of the pans. "He does this every single day!" I yell to Dean, who then yelled back "At least your dad doesn't splash freezing cold holy water on you and then proceeds to perform an exorcism on you just for shits and giggles!"  I sat up and yelled "Can't argue with that!" Dean nodded and yelled "Exactly!" If we go out there, maybe he'll stop since there's company  I thought to myself, so I grabbed Dean's hand, got off the bed and marched out the door, dragging Dean behind me, only to find Sam and Gabe standing there, hand in hand.

Dean's pov

        After having Cas literally drag me out of bed and into the hallway, I realized that his dad was playing 'Highway to Hell' on the pans. I let a huge grin spread on my face and started doing air guitar. His dad suddenly stopped the pans and I stopped the air guitar as well. Angrily Cas's dad yelled "It's about time you slackers got out of bed." Everyone exchanged glances at that comment. Soon the look of anger melted away from his face and turned into an eerie grin. "Just kidding! I made waffles!" Sam let out a chuckle, Gabe giggled slightly. All of us let out an array of nervous laughter in unison, which wasn't helping. Suddenly Gabe jumped in front of the group, pointed to his dad and said "I was wondering when you were going to quit being a dick pickle!" Gabe immediately got the death stare, the whole room grew quiet with anticipation.............and Chuck was gone.

A.N: So I just busted this out, the next chapter will be better, hopefully, I need encouragement