And so the after party was taken to the club downtown. The Novaks met up with Sam, Dean, Jo, and Charlie in the parking lot, and they headed in.

"DRINKS!" Balthazar yelled, grabbing Hannah and pulling her towards the bar.

"NONALCOHOLIC!" Michael called after them.

"Why have we never been here before?" Anna demanded, surveying the booths, the dance floor, the bar, and the karaoke stage against the back wall. "Seriously. How."

"Cause it just opened," Gabriel insisted. He wrapped an arm around Sam and grinned up at the moose. "Round two on the dance floor?"

"Friends style?" Sam asked.

"Is there any other kind now?"

"Not really." They bolted for the dance floor, quickly followed by Charlie, Jo, and Anna. Michael and Lucifer headed for the booths, snagging a table.

"I gotta say I'm surprised you didn't invite Chloe," Michael admitted. Lucifer shrugged.

"It's late," He explained. "Unless we make plans ahead of time she usually checks out at midnight, I don't want to wake her." Michael scoffed.

"You are so in love with her."

"AM NOT!"

"Dude, you've been dating since like fifth grade, we've been nagging you to marry her since the day we graduated high school- I think you can admit you love her." Lucifer shrugged.

"So what if I do?"

"Never said it was a bad thing. You know we all love her."

"I don't get why everyone's obsessed with me dating her, though." Michael shrugged.

"She makes you happy, Luci, and that's all we're supposed to want for each other. Judging by how things with Chloe and the Winchesters are going so far, we must be doing something right." They glanced over at the dance floor, where Cas was laughing as Dean spun him around the floor. 

"Say I was going to propose to Chloe," Lucifer admitted. "How do you think I should go about it?" Michael grinned.

"Took you long enough."

"Shut up."

"Well seeing as I've never had so much as a date in my life, I'm the last person you should be asking for proposal advice, but here we go. You obviously start with the ring-"

****

"Balthazar look!" Hannah pointed at the karaoke stage. "YOU HAVE TO SING."

"My singing voice sounds like a dying cat," Balthazar insisted. "You sing, you have a good voice."

"Only if you go first." Balthazar groaned.

"But it'll be TERRIBLE-"

"They have Queen songs."

"Where the fuck do I sign up?" Hannah laughed.

"Tell you what," She said. "I'll sing, but only if I can record your performance." Balthazar rolled his eyes.

"You're an impossible sister, but fine." 

"YES!" Hannah frantically patted herself, looking for her phone, before letting out a groan. "Dammit!"

"What?"

"I left my stupid phone in the car!"

"Okay, then you go pick out some queen songs for us and I'll go get it."

"Really?"

"Why not?" Hannah hugged him.

"BEST SIBLING EVER."

"That's like the fourth time you've said that tonight, and I'm still proud."

"You're gonna sing I Want to Break Free."

"DEAL."

****

Balthazar stumbled out of the club, dizzy from laughter as he scanned the parking lot for Michael's car. Hannah had promised to do karaoke, and if there was one thing Balthazar wasn't going to turn down, it was seeing one of his siblings do bad karaoke. 

He fumbled with the keys, trying to locate the unlock button on the fob, and failed to notice the five guys walking towards him until they were too close to ignore.

"Hey." One of them started roughly. Balthazar looked up. Five very large men it turned out, with bald heads and Duck Dynasty beards. He raised an eyebrow.

"Aren't you boys a little old for a club like this?" He asked. "I don't think think they even serve your brand of bourbon, which is a real shame." The men looked him up and down, and Balthazaar suddenly felt very aware of how shrimpy and skinny he actually was. Like a pretzel waiting to be folded.

"Boys don't wear dresses," One of them said. Balthazar swished the skirt of his dress and shrugged.

"I was under the impression that clothing wasn't bound by gender, but if you say so then I guess I was wrong, which is a real shame because I think boys would benefit from this style a lot." He spun around. "The scots have definitely got it right, cause this isn't confining at all, if you know what I mean." The men stepped a little closer and Balthazar smirked. "Of course, if you've got nothing in your pants then that doesn't really matter, right?"

One of the men pulled back a fist at the accusation alone and another one growled. Balthazar started looking for an exit as the first guy spoke up.

"We're gonna make you wish you never left the closet, f-"

"BALTHAZAR!" Balthazar practically shuddered in relief. He'd never been so grateful to hear Satan's voice, especially as Lucifer walked over and slung a protective arm around him, eyeing the guys dangerously. "These guys giving you a problem?" Lucifer asked. Balthazar thought for a moment.

He knew he should say no. The men hadn't TECHNICALLY done anything to him. But he had a feeling Lucifer was going to do something to them either way, soooo

"As a matter of fact," Balthazar said. "They are. They insulted my dress."

"Oh?" Lucifer's eyes lit up. "Say, why don't you head back inside and watch Hannah do karaoke, I can handle this." Balthazar raised an eyebrow. His brother was Satan, sure, but it was still five versus one, and Lucifer definitely wasn't bigger than them.

"Are you sure?" 

"Very sure. Go have fun, I got this."

"Okay, just... Yell if you need anything." 

"Will do."  Balthazar headed back inside and Lucifer smiled at the men. "Do we still have a problem?" He asked.

"Yeah," One of them said. "Now we have beat the shit out of both of you." Lucifer's smile widened.

"Alright, but first we're gonna have a chat about being nice to all kinds of people. Lesson number one- you should always greet everyone with a polite introduction like this. Hi. I'm Lucifer." Then he punched the first guy in the face. 

****

"ANYWAY THE WIND....BLOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Hannah screeched as the last notes of the karaoke song faded out, and the group broke out into cheers.

"Horrible!" Anna yelled. "Do it again!" Hannah let out a whoop and wandered back over to their table.

"Who's next?" She asked. "And where's Lucifer?" 

"Either kicking ass or getting his ass beat," Balthazar said plainly.

"WHAT." 

"Some guys heckled me in the parking lot for wearing a dress and Luci stepped in right before it got physical, so I assume it got physical right after I left."

"And you just let him fight them on HIS OWN?" Everyone turned to stare and Balthazar started to slide under the table.

"It's Satan! And he said he could handle it! It was sort of implied that he'd fight them on his own!" 

"Balth, how many guys were there?" Michael asked.

"Five. Big ones too."

"Oh my god." Dean, Michael, Jo and Hannah ran for the door, the rest of them following right behind.

Only to step outside and witness a full on brawl going down in the parking lot.

Two of the big guys were slowly getting back on their feet, a third had his arms locked around Lucifer, trying to throw him off the fourth guy, who Lucifer was currently punching, clawing and biting at in a way that suggested he was far from losing this fight.

"Luci!" Michael yelled, but Satan didn't respond.

"We've gotta help him," Dean insisted. Anna sighed and tied up her hair.

"Somehow I knew this night was gonna end with a fist fight," She muttered. Hannah slipped off her heels and jumped on the back of the guy holding Lucifer, slapping at his head and screaming. Anna let out a battle cry and joined her, sinking her teeth into the guy's arm as he screamed and Lucifer started to laugh. Michael and Dean rushed in to grab at the second guy, Sam and Cas going after the third, and Charlie and Jo the fourth. Gabriel and Balthazar turned their attention to the last guy. Gabriel sighed.

"I'll get the front, you get the back," He offered, and they ran at him.

It wasn't until the police car arrived and the bouncers got involved that they realized that fighting five guys in a club parking lot probably wasn't the wisest idea.

"Shit," Lucifer swore. "RUN!" 

The Duck dynasty bros ran for their car and the rest of them scattered, because running from the police was DEFINITELY a good idea. Sam and Jo darted back in the club and ran for the bathrooms in order to hide and blend in, because they were smart, while everyone else headed for behind the club, only to be greeted by a large fence.

"Oh fuck," Anna swore. Lucifer futilely attempted to climb the fence, but they were quickly surrounded.

"Dad is going to KILL US." Balthazar said.