It was a scary time in the Novak Household whenever Aunt Amara was sent to babysit. The kids begged Chuck not to leave them with her, but Chuck was a couple minutes away from a serious mental breakdown, so he ignored their pleas, grabbed his laptop, waved goodbye, and ran for it.

Leaving the seven children alone with the woman that Satan had learned all his tricks from.

They lined up in fear. Aunt Amara was very strict. If you made her mad enough, she'd lock you in the basement.

Castiel didn't like the basement. It was dark and scary. And weird noises came from it. Lucifer wanted to make it into his bedroom. He loved the basement. 

And Lucifer's love for anything made everyone else very afraid.

"Well, don't you all look nice," Amara commented, inspecting them. "Michael, I think you've gotten an inch taller." Michael beamed with pride. "And Luci, that smirk tells me you've been giving my brother hell."

"Yep!" Lucifer declared. Raising hell was what he was made for.

"Balthazar, when was the last time you had a bath?" Amara crinkled her nose. 

"I bathe in vodka and the blood of obnoxious Canadian singers," Balthazar declared.

"AKA he hasn't had a bath since Justin Bieber was in town." Anna offered. 

"You mean Justin Beaver? Hate that guy," Gabriel announced.

"I like him!"

"Of course YOU do, you like EVERYONE,"

"Not true!"

"Yes it is. You're a-"

"Auntie Amara, Daddy got us new dolls!" Castiel interrupted, knowing that anything else that came out of Gabriel's mouth would not be good. 

"New dolls?" Amara echoed. Castiel nodded eagerly and held up the Dean Winchester. 

"Well, isn't he handsome," She commented. 

"Very handsome." Castiel insisted. "His name's Dean Winchester."

"I have his brother!" Gabriel declared. "His name is Sam!"

"Sam is MINE!" Lucifer objected. 

"Not if you can't find him, he's not."

"I have no idea how you're hiding him so well."

"I put angel warding on him. Now nobody can find him."

"But I'm not an angel, I'm SATAN!"

"Satan was an angel." Anna insisted.

"But now he rules hell, so he's the BEST angel!" Luci declared.

"Why don't you kids go play?" Amara advised. "Balthazar, take a bath."

"But-" Balthazar started.

"I assure you, bath water looks just like Vodka."

"....Okaaaay...."

"Balthie burned your Celine Dion CDs again," Anna offered. Amara scowled and Balthazar ran away in fear.

"School is starting soon," She commented. "Is everyone ready to go back?"

"UGGGGHHHHHHHH," Lucifer groaned, flopping to the floor at the thought.

"Yes!" Michael declared. "We're gonna be in fourth grade! They teach us division!"

"I don't like school," Anna complained. "Second grade is BORING,"

"First grade is worse!" Gabriel objected. "I still have to use the baby scissors!"

"I wish I was back in Kindergarten, like Cassie." Anna sulked.

"Daddy said I could start school this year!" Castiel said, excited. "He said, that way, only Hannah would be home with him, and he could get sleep and regain his sanity!"

"That sounds like Chuck, alright." Amara commented.

"Are we really THAT bad to take care of?" Michael questioned.

"Mike, half the kitchen is still pink from a blender explosion that happened months ago." Amara insisted. "You are all extremely loud, incredibly hyper, and you NEVER shut up. I can't blame Chuck for losing his mind every now and then."

"But he still loves us, right Auntie Amara?" Castiel insisted.  

"Of course he loves you. You guys are his whole world. I don't know what he'd do without you." 

"Probably get a girlfriend," Lucifer guessed.

"Go on a vacation." Michael offered.

"Have money to spend on whatever he wanted." Anna went on.

"Time and sanity to write all the books he wants!" Cas declared.

"I think it's amazing enough that he manages to support seven children and pay all the bills on a writer's salary." Amara muttered. "That's the true mystery." The kids shrugged. Even they didn't have an answer for that one.