Demigods-Destiel AU

Chapter Four

Sammie POV:
A/N: Thought we needed a little bit of variety. X3

Kamren and I step through the threshold. "Mom! We're home!" Our mother clumsily steps through the doorway to the living room. Her lipstick is slightly smeared, and her dress is on backwards, implying she has a man in the living room. She smiles sheepishly.

"Kam! Sam! How was your guys' day?" She asks, slightly out of breath and words slurred. Kamren shrugs, nodding.

"Uh, it was okay." I glance at Kamren. He motions to the stairs with his eyes. I agree silently. "We have exams soon, so, uh, we're just gonna go upstairs." I say, slowly making my way up them. She nods, and walks back out into the living room.

Kamren and I run up the stairs, listening to our mom giggle disgustingly from the downstairs. He cringes. Man, she's such a whore. I nod in agreement. Kamren and I go to his room, and I plop down on my disclaimed bean bag.

"Go get me food," I say. He rolls his eyes. Why don't you get off your lazy ass and get it yourself? I raise my eyebrows. "I'm sorry?" I quip. He swivels his neck and snaps. You heard me, bitch. I stand up, walking in front of him and crossing my arms. He towers about five inches over me, yet somewhat cowers as I approach. "Who here snuck into hell and saved your wimpy butt from being stuck in perdition?" He looks at the ground, rubbing the back of his neck. "That's what I thought. Now," I clap, "PB and J pronto!"

He sighs and plods downstairs. I smirk, flopping back down onto my bean bag, and turning on his Xbox. The open screen for Skyrim springs to life, and I get excited. I just have one more quest and then-

Ring!

I close my eyes. Poop. I sigh, standing up and looking into Kamren's full body mirror on his door. The surface ripples. I sigh, and press my hand against it. Suddenly, it all stills. A figure reflects in the mirror, but it isn't mine.

"Uncle," I state, impatiently.

"Ahh, Sadie!" He greets, a false smile on his cheeks.

I roll my eyes. "It's Sammie, butthead," He waves dismissively.

"Whatever. Anyways, have you and that stupid minion of yours been looking into Dean? Have you confronted that Winchester, yet?"

I cross my arms. "First of all, Kamren isn't stupid, he just isn't smart. And secondly, I don't have to do whatever you say. You're not my father."

He nods. "Ahh, yes, your father. What a disgraceful little fellow." He strokes his beard. "You will do what I say if you don't want me to tell your father about how your friend got out." He smiles mischievously.

I gulp. "... Of course, uncle." He smiles.

"Good, that's what I want to hear. So, confront him. And soon. We need to get this show on the road." I nod, and slowly, the mirror ripples into the normal screen again.

I'm coming back, hide the pørn. I laugh and roll my eyes, plopping back onto my bean bag. He opens the door and hands me my sandwich. I smile gratefully, and dig in. Sure, it ain't no god food, but at least it doesn't taste like molecules.

So, Skyrim? Can I watch? He asks. I look at him, swallowing the clump of peanut butter in my throat. "Ya know what?" I throw a controller at him. "No. We're gonna play Halo instead." He widens his eyes. You want me to play with you? He leans forward. Are you okay? I laugh. " I'm fine. Shut up and play before I change my mind!" I put in the game, and thoroughly enjoy blowing Kamren's brains out.

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A/N: This was more just of a fill chapter. Thought you guys might be interesting in some minor characters backgrounds. Please don't shoot me.

I love you little lemon drops!

Sincerely,

Spade Sparrow