Dean woke up to a particularly annoying sound echoing through the bunker. "Sammy?" he asked, wonder what the Hell was that noise until everything was answered for him.
"IT WAS THA HEEEEEEAAAT OF THE MOMENT!!!!" Gabriel's voice boomed through a megaphone, the screeching of it making Dean flinch and try to bury himself in his memory foam mattress.

It was only eight o'clock in the morning, and already those flying ass monkeys are starting trouble. Dean tugged on a pair of jeans and stormed into the library. "Goddammit Gabriel! Enough!" He hissed with all the poison he could muster.

Sam was sitting there motionlessly, staring at his laptop screen. They hadn't even been here a day and they had already caused the moose to go off to lala-land.

Gabriel mocked hurt and smirked, pressing the megaphone button again and shouting. "SIR YES SIR!"
At this point, Dean just spit out curses as he went to get a cup of coffee.

~~~~~

"Can you stop bitching at each other for one minute?!" Sam lost it, throwing the book he was trying to read at Michael and Lucifer.

The Archangels avoided it easily, but it earned one particular scowl from Michael. "How dare you," he said sternly. Lucifer rolled his eyes and walked away from his older brother. "They're the Winchesters, Michael. You get used to it."

Sam grunted and turned to try and find the most sane person in this Bunker, which was surprisingly Dean now. But Lucifer had appeared in front of him, expression hard to read. "You're unhappy."

Sam shifted and furrowed his eyebrows. "No, I'm completely happy. I've always wanted to have an Angel slumber-party," he said bitterly.

Lucifer tilted his head, using Castiel's signature move on the tallest of them all. "That's a lie, Sam. I've never lied to you, but you could at least show me the same respects."

"No, I wasn't lying! It's called sarcasm- nevermind," he gave up, knowing the Archangel wouldn't understand even if he did go further into explaining it.

Gabriel popped up next to Sam and put a hand in his shoulder, leaning on him slightly. "Don't worry, Samsquatch! You have someone who understands your human ways!" He exclaimed, a shit eating grin plastered on his face as he looked to Lucifer.

"Get your hand off of him, Gabriel."

"Or what? Daddy's put us on lockdown until we're glowing with brotherly love for each other."

"Unluckily for you, I never agreed to those terms. I don't care if I'm trapped here forever. Might I remind you that I've dealt with the Cage."

Sam shifted uncomfortably at the Archangel's conversation... Well... Conversations are more pleasant.

Gabriel simply readjusted his hand on Sam's shoulder, smirking as he tested his brother.

"Gabe..." Sam said cautiously, fearing the look in Lucifer's eyes.

"What? Can't share your toys with the rest of us, Luci?" Gabriel teased, his hand sliding down Sam's back to rest on his ass, squeezing slightly and making Sam jump.

"Gabriel!" He squeaked in surprise, not knowing his voice could go like that until now.

Suddenly, the sound of a gun shot and then the cocking of a gun filled their ears.

Dean was holding his shotgun, trying to aim more clearly at Gabriel now. "Gabriel you sonofabitch I swear imgoingtokillyoufortouchingSam!" He growled, shooting the gun again. But Gabriel disappeared somewhere else in the Bunker, wanting to avoid having his clothes ruined at all costs.

Dean was soon running through the halls to find the Trickster Archangel, Castiel following closely behind to try and make him see sense.

Sam ran a hand through his hair and shook his head before returning his view back to Lucifer.

The Archangel grabbed Sam's jacket at the front and balled his hand into a fist. "You are my vessel. No one can have you, but me," he said firmly, taking Sam's breath before he disappeared as well.

Sam looked around quickly, seeing Michael examining the wood of the bookshelves before he saw Balthazar up on top of one of the tall bookshelves, accompanied by nothing but a bottle of tequila and a pretty blond with bouncy curls he must have manifested. No Gabriel, no Lucifer. Great. Just what they needed was Lucifer getting all possessive and Gabriel poking at all of his older brother's buttons. Yeah, Chuck'll definitely be coming by soon to let the happy family free. (To all Lucifer's out there, that is sarcasm).