"Merry Christmas bitches!" Charlie waved enthusiastically as she walked into the bunker, wearing a knit red blue sweater with a picture of the tardis in the center.

You invited everyone to spend Christmas at the bunker and told your friends to come in really ugly sweaters. "This is really itchy? Are you sure I can't take this off?" Sam scratched his abdomen uncomfortably. He wore a red sweater with the picture of a moose knitted into the center.

"It looks nice moose. Really suits your personality," Crowley suddenly appeared in a black sweater with a red pitchfork in the middle.

"So does yours," Dean laughed as he walked in covered in glitter and tape.

"Why do you look like a kindergartener after they just finished an art project? And where's your sweater?!?" You crossed your arms, fidgeting a bit in your itchy sweater. You wore a green sweater with a quote from the movie, "Elf." It said, 'I'm singing. I'm in a store and I'm singing!'

"Mine doesn't fit," he shrugged.

"You're a terrible liar. I bought that sweater exactly in your size.. Now go back to your room and change into it," you ordered, pointing to the hall.

Suddenly, you felt an arm wrap around you, "Dang (Y/N), I love it when you take charge like that."

"Leave (Y/N) alone Gabriel," Balthazar glared at the angel who had his arm wrapped around you. He took your hand and kissed the palm, "Merry Christmas (Y/N)."

"Same to you," you smiled nervously, hiding an obvious blush.

Balthazar let go and walked over to the kitchen, probably to look for some wine. He wasn't going to find any, that's for sure.

"Um Gabe are you going to let go of me now?" You eyed him with a scowl.

He sighed and let go, "You should be proud I'm wearing this ugly sweater just for you cupcake." It was pretty ugly to be honest. He wore a green sweater with a bunch of rainbow candy canes that looked glued on.

"(y/n), why did an atrocity occur on Gabriel's sweater?" Gadreel suddenly appeared, along with Castiel. Gadreel wore a sweater with Santa clause on it while Castiel wore a sweater with angel wings on it.

"Shut up Santa," Gabriel muttered, walking over to the pantry to steal our cookies.

"Why is he calling you Santa? You do not have a jolly white beard and a red suit," Castiel shook his head with furrowed eyebrows.

"He's wearing the sweater duh," you shook your head and walked away, not wanting to explain the whole thing. As you walked into the kitchen, you noticed broken plates and cups scattered across the floor.

"What the hell Balth?!?" You gave him a death glare.

"I'm looking for the wine. All you have is eggnog and trashy beer," He waved you off, still tossing things out of cabinets and rummaging through your kitchen. Gabriel sat quietly on the side, nibbling on the Christmas cookies you had baked for everyone.

"I heard 'hell.' Did someone call my name?" Lucifer appeared in the kitchen with a smirk.

"Hey I heard her say it first!" Crowley suddenly appeared in the kitchen as well. Strange, both Crowley and Lucifer had the same black sweaters with red pitchforks. "Wait- why are you wearing the same sweater as me? Take it off!"

"I created hell. You take it off first!" Lucifer shouted. Sooner or later, arms were flying and sweaters were ripping.

Sam peeked through, "Hey (Y/N), Bobby, Ellen and Jo just came. They want to know where to put the presents uh..." He trailed off, distracted by the ruckus going on in the kitchen.

"Help me," you mouthed, unsure what to do.

Sam shrugged and ran off, not saying anything else. You sighed, "well thanks."

Suddenly, he came back with Michael standing next to him. "Hey, stop this childish behavior!" Michael ordered, his voice sounding quite stern.

Lucifer and Crowley paused from fighting, looking quite timid. Balthazar stopped rummaging and Gabriel stopped halfway from eating another cookie.

"You are a genius Sammy," you laughed as you walked out of the kitchen, letting Michael take care of the situation.

As you turned to walk the other way, you were startled by Samandriel, who had a small box in his hand wrapped messily with glue on the edges and glitter everywhere. He was finally out of his Weiner Hut uniform but his sweater literally had a hot dog in the middle. Seriously. "I wrapped you a present (Y/N). Dean helped me wrap it," Samandriel smiled. That explained why he looked like a glitter princess.

"Thank you," you took the gift and unwrapped it carefully, trying not to get any glitter on your hands. As you opened the box, you pulled out a all bracelet made of paper clips. Well...

"Do you like it?"Samandriel had a hopeful smile on his face that made you almost feel bad for him. Well he tried his best, that's what mattered.

"I love it, thanks Samandriel," you smiled and gave him a hug.

"Am I interrupting something?" Ash stood by with a smile.

You pulled away and smiled back, "Of course not. What's up Ash?"

"We got a demon knocking on the door. Says her name is Meg," Ash explained.

"Oh you can let her in. She's a friend," I nodded.

"Alright, you're the boss," Ash winked and walked out, doing the rock symbol. When you turned back around, you realized Samandriel had disappeared, probably to find his brothers.

You walked further down the hall to enter the library where the others were hanging out.

"I look like a fat elf," Bobby grunted, fidgeting in his green and yellow striped sweater.

"Well at least you look like a jolly fat elf," Ellen laughed, patting him in the back.

"Nice sweater squirrel," Jo chuckled at the sweater you had bought Dean, which had a squirrel with a Santa hat in the center.

"Screw you," Dean mumbled angrily, crossing his arms as he sat down.

"Sorry Santa's not here. But I'm his elf in command and I've got presents!" Garth walked in dressed in an elf costume(including the hat), with a sack of presents in his hand.

"Wow I think you've got me beat in Christmas spirit," you patted Garth's back and smiled.

Garth winked, "Thank you. Where's your tree?"

You pointed to the tall Christmas tree in the back of the library which already had piles of presents under it. Jeez, it was going to be a long night.

"Ho ho ho, I'm Santa Clause," Chuck said in the most monotone voice ever. That just broke you. You bursted out into a fit of laughter, covering your mouth in shock.

"Wow Chuck, you put on alit of weight since I've last seen you,"Dean laughed as well.

"Oh humbug," Chuck glared at him. He literally had on the whole white beard, fat suit and everything. It was priceless.
"You know what? This is why I don't like going outside."

"I'm sorry Chuck. He didn't mean it. You look great," You said, practically wiping tears from your eyes at how funny this was.

"I know right! I told him he would," Garth smiled, admiring the whole get-up.

Sam was about to walk in until he saw what was going on then stopped and turn around. Smart moose.

"When are we going to eat? I'm starving," Dean groaned.

"I'm waiting for the others to get here. Stop being such a whiny baby," I flicked his nose.

"Don't flick me," he swatted my hand off.

"Don't flick me," you mocked and laughed as you walked away.

"Can I flick you?" Adam asked with a smirk, walking in with Kevin as well. Apparently, they've become like best friends. They even both had the same ugly red and white knitted sweaters with Christmas lights.

"No," Dean gave him his famous bitchface and stood up to walk away from this embarrassment. "I'm gonna go see if Cas needs my help decorating."

"Sureeee. 'Decorating'" you put that last part in quotations.

Dean rolled his eyes and walked away. "And we were just starting to have fun," Kevin sighed with a smile.

"Is everyone here?" You looked around, doing a headcount of everyone.

"Yeah we're just waiting on Jody," Bobby said.

"What are you talking about? She's right here," Charlie smiled as she walked in with Jody.

"Jody!" You smiled and waved.

"Merry Christmas," Jody shouted with a wide grin. "So where's the grub? I'm starving!"

Gabriel walked in nervously, scratching the back of his neck, "Um (Y/N), I think you should come see this."

What now? You sighed and followed him to the kitchen to see a tray with no turkey inside. "Where the heck is my turkey?!?"

"I thoughts it's be fun to bring it to life," Gabriel explained, "And it ran off."

"It ran off,"you repeated. This was unbelievable.

Gabriel smiled sheepishly, "Yeah. I mean, who needs turkey anyways? We can order pizza!"

"I really want to you strangle you right now."

~(And that's it! At the request of a a viewer, I'll be making a part to for 'A Day At the Beach' by Tuesday. Hopefully, this was fun to read, even though Christmas is months away....)~