Hey, barista boy! (Michifer fanfic)

Chapter thirteen

What happens when Michael and Lucifer go to a grocery store:
              
Michaels POV
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When Michael and Lucifer entered the grocery store, the first thing that attracted Lucifer's attention was a frozen poster. He ran over to look at it.

"Like frozen?" Michael asked him curiously.

"Chuck no. I'm hoping that if I glare at it long enough it will disappear and go to Heaven."

"Why not hell?"

"Didn't you just listen to me? I want that thing not a single mile near me." Michael laughed then basically had to drag lucifer away from the poster. When he did Lucifer cursed it to heaven, which made some people confuse but afraid.

"5 minutes here and you can't convince a single person here your normal." Michael dragged Lucifer with him to the bakery section.

"Oh we should buy Dean a cake that says 'We know what you are trying to hide, but like this cake you can't hide your true flavor forever' then when he cuts the cake he'll see that it's rainbow flavor." Michael rolled his eyes  wondering if rainbow could even become a flavor and continued shopping for the pie Dean wanted.

"Why don't we just go cheap and buy a box and write on the outside 'Like in this box we know what has been inside you' and when he opens it there's a picture of Cas."

"See this is why I'm friends with you."

Michael smiled at that and looked for the pecan pies.

It took forever to get the stuff that he wanted because lucifer was running around the whole time asking Michael if he could have this and that and this and that.

It also took a long time to find Sam something healthy because as Lucifer stated "This is America, even the fat free yogurt isn't fat free." They finally found a salad which would have to be good enough.

"Oh free samples!" He heard lucifer yelled and saw him run to the free samples stand.

Michael continued shopping deciding that he would find lucifer lately. He was thinking about how much a child Lucifer is but was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard.

"Take just one free sample? I'm sorry lady but do you anyone will agree with that rule?!" He turned around and sure enough it was lucifer. He began walking over there.

"Look at this sign lady! Free SAMPLES! Not sample, when a word has a 's' at the end of it it means plural, and plural means more than one. Geez now I see how you're working at Wal-Mart."

"I'm sorry sir." The worker said. "But you are only permitted to only take one."

"And who made that up! A rich guy who can just buy all the free samples he wants!" He realized Michael was behind him and he smiled and put an arm around his waist.

"Unlike that guy me and my husband are broke and can barely afford one free sample." Michael was about to tell him a free sample was free hence the name. But he didn't get the chance too.

"We have 4 gay kids to feed. And gay kids need more protein than most. And gay-briel, you should met him, can eat a whole cake in 5 second and that counts as a midnight snack! So if you excuse me I'll take this whole tray and leave."