Fame Crazy (Sequel to Strings Attached)

Chapter 88

"Aw, y'all are adorable," Lucifer gushes in a fake southern accent.

Dean and Castiel are both sitting in the living room, Dean playing Castiel's old guitar and Castiel playing Chuck's. The fact that it was so out of tune implies that no one has used it in a long time, so he felt a bit guilty disturbing it after Chuck's passing. Unfortunately, it's the only other guitar in the house, and they're currently having fun experimenting with two parts in some of his songs.

Lucifer stands in the doorway with his phone, obviously recording them. He gives them a silly smile, then says, "I'm just videoing this right now because I don't know if this is secret stuff or not."

"Nope," Castiel replies. "Just playing around."

"If you want to live stream it as you seem to do a lot, I'm fine with that if Cas is," Dean adds.

"Ooh, can I? Can I?" Lucifer asks excitedly.

"Sure, go ahead," Castiel replies.

"Yes!" Lucifer taps his phone a few times, switching to Facebook and starting the live stream. "Castiel and Dean are being shippy!"

Castiel and Dean give him an amused smile.

"Go, start being shippy again," Lucifer insists.

"We weren't really being shippy," Castiel protests.

"I'll let the Facebookers be the judge of that," Lucifer replies. "Go back to what you were doing."

"M'kay," Castiel replies. "You wanna play chords or bass this time?"

"I'll play bass," Dean tells him. "You're the star of this show."

The two play their duet, and when they finish, Lucifer claps his free hand against his leg as loudly as he can. 

"You totally screwed that up," Dean accuses his boyfriend teasingly.

"I know, I know, but, like... Actually, I don't have an excuse. It's my song. I should know this."

Dean chuckles. "Well, you tried. Let's just agree that I'm better than you and move on."

Castiel scoffs. "Pfft, yeah, right. You try it."

"I'm gonna nail it double speed," Dean replies. "You think you can keep up, go ahead and play the other part."

Sure enough, he plays the chords twice as fast as they had originally planned, without messing up once. When he finishes, he throws his hands in the air victoriously.

"Who's awesome? I'm awesome!"

"And very modest, too," Castiel adds jokingly.

"I know, right?"

"I knew you could play guitar, but, like... dang, son!" Lucifer laughs. "You and Cassie should start a band!"

"Still got four more years of my contract," Dean informs him. "Can't get out of football 'til then."

"But you love it too much to stop, anyway," Castiel reminds him.

"Oh, true. Yeah, a band ain't happening."

Lucifer pouts. "Fine, be that way. I still think you're missing out on a golden opportunity, though."

"And you're welcome to think that," Dean replies. "I still ain't doing it."

"Ugh, fine. Be that way."

The front door opens suddenly, and Lucifer immediately puts his phone away with a confused look at Castiel, which implies that Samandriel definitely shouldn't be home from class yet. So who is it? Hendrickson, part two?