Fame Crazy (Sequel to Strings Attached)

Chapter 36

A/N By the time you read this, it'll probably be way later, but I just want you guys to know that I have to wake up at 4:30 AM tomorrow to catch a plane and it's currently 9:30 PM and I'm still writing this. I'm an idiot.

"Luce, hey," Castiel greets his brother when he gets home. Well, probably around when he got home. He's not really sure when that was. He didn't hear the door open. Maybe he's going deaf from the headset at concerts. He wishes that was a joke, but it's not.

"'Sup?" Lucifer replies, looking up from his ice cream.

"First of all, I'm offended you didn't get me any," Castiel replies. "Second, where were you? It doesn't take hours to get ice cream."

He shrugs. "Out."

"With a girlfriend?" Samandriel teases.

"Oh, please. Any girl that would want to go out with me is probably someone I'd never want to date."

"I doubt that," Michael tells him.

"You're pretty freaking cool," Claire adds.

Lucifer just shrugs, resting his head in his hand and covering most of his face as he takes another bite of ice cream.

"God, is there no one else in this house who is happy with who they are?" Gabriel asks, facepalming.

"I am," Samandriel replies.

"I'm completely satisfied being a stressed out single parental guardian brother while Dad neglects us," Michael adds, the last part being a joke. They all adore Chuck.

Gabriel glances at Castiel, clearly expecting him to weigh in, but he just shrugs. Gabriel cocks his head in confusion before continuing with his point.

"Anna isn't and Castiel wasn't and now you're not?"

"I like who I am," Lucifer protests. "Otherwise, I'd start being someone else so I did like myself. But if anyone thinks that the randomness that is me is worth being more than just a friend, they're clearly insane and need mental help."

"I think this hypothetical person would be very lucky," Michael tells him.

"I second that," Claire adds. "So stop being so negative and enjoy being you."

Lucifer mutters something under his breath, his voice muffled by the hand he has in front of his mouth. Louder, he says, "Is this an intervention? Cuz I don't need one. Really. I'm completely, totally, not-high-school-Castiel-like fine."

"That's a very important detail to add," Castiel agrees.

"Besides," Lucifer continues with a grin, "I think we all know that if anyone needs an intervention, it's Castiel."

"What?"

"Dean," Claire fills in. "Duh. It's Lucifer. What else would he want?"

"You know me so well," Lucifer laughs.

"You're not that hard to figure out," she replies with a shrug.

"And Samandriel needs an intervention, too," Lucifer adds.

Samandriel walks away immediately, calling over his shoulder, "Stop trying to make Adamandriel a thing. We're not going to start dating, so drop it."

"Never!"

And knowing Lucifer, he literally means never.

~~

"It's party time!" Lucifer cheers.
For once, he's actually right. All the Novaks, Claire included because she is literally a Novak, and all the Winchesters, including Adam because he's sort of a Winchester, planned to hang out at the Novak house the next day, and the Impala is pulling in the driveway now.

"Calm your face or I'll steal them all away," Gabriel replies, a teasing smile on his face. "No ships for you."

Lucifer pouts, giving Gabriel puppy eyes.

"Sam does it better," Gabriel tells him, then walks away to greet the Winchesters at the door, Castiel following him.

Both couples greet each other with a kiss, and Adam stands around awkwardly. Gabriel gives the younger boy a brief, friendly hug. Castiel had forgotten he and Adam had gotten closer in the last few years. The five of them go join the rest of the Novaks in the kitchen.

Adam and Samandriel share a small smile, but it's somewhat awkward. It doesn't surprise anyone, though. They went from best friends to total strangers once college started. This is possibly the first time they've seen each other in years. It's probably not going to be the smoothest meeting ever.

"I got chips," Gabriel announces, pouring a bag of Doritos into a big bowl. "And candy. But that's kinda a given." He drops a couple bags of Skittles and M&Ms on the counter as well. "Okay, now we can have a party."

Adam and Samandriel are sort of forced to sit on the couch together, possibly as some sort of complicated plan by Lucifer that he has been sculpting for weeks. They squish themselves into the sides of the couch, leaving a small gap between them.

Lucifer frowns and pulls out his phone. A few moments later, Castiel feels his own vibrate. Confused, he pulls it out to see Lucifer texted him. Allowing Dean to look over his shoulder, Castiel lets Lucifer have whatever conversation he's looking for.

Lucifer: Yo Castiel

Castiel: ?

Lucifer: Wanna make a bet?

"Don't do it," Dean says softly. Castiel nods once in agreement.

Castiel: Not happening.

Lucifer: I'm gonna say it anyway. I bet that by the time Adam leaves today, Adamandriel will be canon

Castiel: That's never gonna happen

Lucifer: If you're so sure, you should be fine with whatever stakes I throw out there, right?

Castiel: Um...

Castiel: What are the stakes?

"Dammit, Cas, you should know better than to even consider this," Dean says softly.

"I'm not," Castiel lies.

Lucifer: Idk but something fun

Castiel: Like...?

Lucifer: Ugh now I gotta use meh brain okay hold on I'll think of something

Lucifer: Loser has to get a pedicure or something

Lucifer: No like a full makeover with makeup and everything

Castiel: You're weird

Lucifer: Yes I am

Castiel: I'm going to say yes just because I think you'll look great with painted nails

Castiel: Ooh, maybe black and yellow like a bee

Castiel: And make it sparkle

Lucifer: When they kiss, I'd like you to know that Anna has a nice blue polish that would really match your eyes :)

Lucifer: *intense stare down*

Castiel: You're on

Lucifer: YASSSSS BITCHES IMMA GET TO EMBARRASS CASTIEL AGAIN!!!!

"You know he has some sort of plan, right?" Dean tells his boyfriend. "And when Lucifer has a plan, it always works."

"Or he wants to lose," Castiel replies with a shrug. "Hey, I don't judge."

"Hey, guys, I have an idea!" Lucifer announces. "Let's play truth or dare!"

Dean and Castiel share a look. Maybe he does have a plan. Well, crap.