Supernatural Summer Camp AU

Second Day

Dean POV
I wake up to the sound of a megaphone. Naiomi is telling us to wake up and get ready. I sit up groggily and hit my head on the ceiling of the cabin.
Cas is already up and dressed. "Morning, sleepyhead." He laughs. I blush suddenly, but I don't know why. I think about how bad I must look.
"Hey Cas. Do you know what we are doing today?" I ask, my voice cracking with tiredness.
"Yeah. I got the schedule from Naiomi. Go get ready and I'll wake everyone up." Cas replies. I climb down the ladder with my stuff. Once I reach the floor, Cas runs his fingers through my hair, causing butterflies to explode in my stomach. I go into the little bathroom in the back of the cabin and get dressed, flustered. Why am I so affected by him?

Lucifer POV
I heard the entire exchange between Castiel and Dean, but I pretend to be asleep. I don't even want to be at this stupid camp, especially not with that total ass Michael.
I hear Castiel waking up Gabriel and Sam. They are annoying. I hear him walking towards Michael's bed, then towards mine.
"Lucifer, you need to wake up. We have to be in the main area in half an hour." Castiel says. I sit up and flip him off.
"Whatever. Just be down there in a half hour." Castiel rolls his eyes and walks away.

Gabriel POV
Castiel wakes me up, or at least he tries. I throw a lollipop stick at him and go back to sleep. It's too early for this crap
Sam wakes me up ten minutes later, and this time I get up. Everyone else is dressed except me. Dean and Castiel are sitting on Castiel's bed. Lucifer is sulking in the corner, and Michael is probably in the bathroom.
"Okay, I'm up. Hold on for a second." I grab my stuff just as Michael leaves the bathroom, and I go and get dressed.

Castiel POV
Finally everyone is ready and I lead them down to the main area. As we get down there, Naiomi is already telling us what to do.
"Will all cabins please go to the table with their cabin number on it? Thank you." Naiomi yelled through her wretched megaphone. We shuffle through the crowd towards the table with a "3" card on it.
Dean and I sit next to each other. Our hands brush as we sit down and I can feel my face turn red. I swear his face is a bit red too. Yesterday's conversation about the bed comes back to remind me of my embarrassment. I clear my throat and shift in my seat.
"Hello, campers. I hope you all slept well." Naiomi says. "Anyways, for breakfast we have fruit and cereal. When I call your table come up to the food area and get your breakfast."
When our table is called, we go up and get breakfast. We eat it, and then go back to the main area.

Sam POV
"We will be rotating activities today. Cabins 1 through 5 will start with making salt rounds, and cabins 6 through 10 will be shooting guns first.
Salt rounds are up there and guns are over there." Naiomi tells us. Dean leads us towards the salt round making area. Gabriel is next to me, talking about something.
"Hello everyone, my name's Bobby. I will be your leader for this activity- I can't do this. Long story short, we are making salt rounds for shotguns." Bobby says. I remember him from last year. "What you have to do is use the scoops to carefully fill the shells with two thirds salt and one third gunpowder (BTW just guessing about this based on my basic knowledge of life). Then you will hammer on the cap. That's it."
We all sit down at one of the metal tables, where there is a box of salt, a hammer, and some empty shells. We sit there for about an hour making the modified bullets. By the end we manage to make about twenty bullets between us.
Naiomi calls out over her megaphone, "Okay, everyone. Please switch activities."
"Okay, please put your finished bullets in the box over here. I will see you later." Bobby says as kids stream out of the area. People push and shove to leave.

Dean POV
We walk to the area with the guns. A woman with shoulder length dirty blonde hair and a hard look on her face introduces herself as Ellen. "Today I am going to be teaching you guys how to shoot a gun. Now, for safety purposes, we are using paintballs. I am going to need you guys to make five lines behind the shooting stations." She says.
We shuffle into lines, one for each cabin. "Now your counselors are going to go first to show you how it's done."
I immediately step forward. I walk up to the gun on the table and pick it up. The target is in the shape of a human, which doesn't surprise me.
"Okay. Try to aim for the heart. That will take out Croatoans, or werewolves if you have a silver bullet." Ellen instructs. I hold the gun and use the sights to aim. I fire the gun and hit the target in the heart with a spattering of green paint. I hear more gunshots as other counselors hit their targets. No one else hits it right in the heart though.
Cas is up next. "Um, Dean, I've never done this before."
"Oh. It's okay, I'll help you." I assure him. I hold and move his hands so he holds the gun right, trying not to collapse from the butterflies having a rave party in my stomach.
Cas's hands are shaking and I can see a trace of pink in his cheeks. It might just be the chill of the woods. Cas takes aim at the target and shoots, hitting the target in the stomach with another spot of green paint. We move to the back of the line.

Michael POV
Sam is up next, then Gabriel. Then Lucifer –ugh, Lucifer– goes up to the table and picks up the gun. He takes aim, then turns around and shoots me in the chest. I punch him in the face. Castiel and Dean run towards us and split us up. Dean grabs Lucifer and Castiel tries to get a hold on me. They take us over to Ellen.
"Take them to the cage. They can stay there until lunch." Ellen tells us. "I can watch your group until you're back.
So Castiel and Dean march us to what looks like a big wooden gazebo with wooden poles standing vertically around the edges. A man is standing just outside it. Our counselors hand us over, explain what happened, and leave. The man tells us to sit at different tables and "think about what we did." So we do, for almost an hour. But after a while, I hear a soft voice say, "Green is a good color on you."
I turn around to see Lucifer turning quickly back around to face away from me.

*Time skip to nighttime. They are at the campfire*
Gabriel POV
"I'm telling you, Samwich. Something is going on between those two. Look at them." I say, pointing at my brother and Dean. Sam just shrugs and stares into the fire.
"But that isn't really our business, Gabe." Sam replies. I shake my head, nudging Sam.
"Of course it's our business. We have to get them to admit it. For the good of everyone. Trust me, we have to do something." I explain.
"Ugh. Fine. Maybe we should get help from Charlie and Kevin. I can hear them scheming from here." Sam says, loud enough for Charlie and Kevin to look up guiltily. We walk over to them and begin plotting.