The Heat of the Moment Sabriel/Destiel/ Michifer Highschool AU

Run Michael, Run

~Michael's POV~

Michael hid out up in the attic for a while until he deemed it safe. He silently crept down and darted into his room. He could only picture what Sam would do to him if he got caught. He hopped onto his bed and shot a text to Lucifer

Hey. It went pretty well. -M

He sent the picture of Sam that Dean sent to him. Not to long later he got a response.

Nice! Proud of ya Mikey. You're already a pro.-L

Despite only being texting Michael was sure he could feel Lucifer smirking. Though when didn't he? Michael laid back on his bed relaxing. He heard footsteps and tensed glancing at his half-opened window and making sure it was a viable escape route. He nodded approvingly of it and turned to the door. The handle turned and Jo's face appeared in the crack. Michael sighed audibly.

"Did you do that the Sam? In all the years I've lived with you I never expected you of all people to do that!" She giggled softly. "Sam is furious. He's been trying to get a hold of Gabriel to see if he could get the hair dye out of his hair." She informed him. "He might go back to looking for you soon. Also, Ellen wants you to know dinner will be done soon." She smiled and disappeared, closing the door behind her.
He waited up in his room until the tempting scent of food forced him to go downstairs. He peeked around the corner into the kitchen and slipped in after making sure Sam wasn't there. He fixed himself a plate and plopped down. He ate ravenously ignoring the disapproving look Jo shot him.

"Michael..." It was a deadly calm, too calm, tone. Michael turned around, a noodle hanging out of his mouth. He quickly sucked it up.

"Heeey bro." Michael tried to appear innocent.

"What. Did. You. Do?" He asked taking a few steps forwards. Michael tensed away that all eyes were on them.

"Nothing." He squeaked but then smirked. "Nice hair. I love what you've done with it." He slowly stood up. Sam lunged and Michael quickly put the table between them. He would go running one way and Sam would mimic his movements. "Now come on Sam. It was just a little good old fashion revenge."

"You didn't need to mess with my hair!" Sam growled. Michael darted around the table maneuvering around Sam quickly. He threw down a chair, tripping Sam up and he sprinted out the door.

"Run forest, run!" Jo shouted.

"Run for your life!" Dean called as Sam got up. He sighed, losing interest in the chase. He was more concerned about getting a hold of Gabriel to get rid of his electric blue hair. Dean snickered and then looked down at his phone.

"Who are you texting? Your boyfriend Cas?" Sam snapped half heatedly with a smirk as a blush crept up his face.

"Shut up you smurf wannabe."