First Impression ... - An Adamandriel Fanfiction-

Chapter 2

Samandriel walked back, to the front door of the stranger's house. When he arrived there, the blonde one had already opened his door and held it open. "Come in." He made an obeying movement before he made a step back, so Samandriel could walk in. The flat looked pretty normal when he looked around. Nothing suspicious. Next to him was a dresser with some stuff lying on it. Keys, notes ... "Do you want to come in now, or do you want to stay in the flat?" The demon looked at him curiously and Samandriel nod slowly. "And that was the answer to which of the two questions I asked?" "We can go in another room." "Good." The demon said and walked into another room, to the right of the flat. When the young angel followed him, he recognized that the room they walked in seemed to be the living room. Two sofas were standing there; between them was a coffee table. On the other side of the room he could spot a TV underneath a small shelf. He had to admit that he liked his houseIt looks super normal and he doesn't look like something dangerous ... But, remember, first impressions are not always right. If the Winchesters say that he is dangerous, I will believe them. They did a lot good for the world. They wouldn't send me to him without any reason. "I guess we should sit down." The voice of the blonde male interrupted his thoughts and the young angel slowly sat down on one of the couches. "So, I guess I never had a guardian angel before, so ... How does this work? Do you stay here? Are you silently watching over me from now on?" "Uhm ..." Samandriel didn't need long until he found a reason to stay. "Because so many things happened back then, I have to stay here; with you ... I hope this isn't a problem, or anything like this." The young man shook his head. "I live alone. I am just a horrible roommate." Why? Do you kill people? Do you torture people in your basement? "I guess this should be fine." "Good. So, when you're staying here, I would like to know some things about you." He knows it! But Samandriels worries were unfounded. "Who are you? What's your name?" "My name is Samandriel. I am the angel of imagination." The other one looked at him and grinned a bit, but refused to say a word, even though Samandriel was able to see that he wanted to. "Is something wrong?" He slightly tilted his head and looked at the demon with a questioning expression. "Uh, no. Everything's alright." "Okay ..." Samandriel knew that the demon wasn't saying the truth but he accepted it. For now. "So, if your name is Samandriel, why do the sign say 'Alfie'? Is that your vessels name?" The light haired angel nodded. "Yes. He was named Alfie." "Okay, and, you kept this Uniform for which reason?" The angel looked down at his vessels clothes. Why did everyone seem to dislike them so much? "What is wrong with these clothes?" The stranger inspected the angel for some seconds and holds back the urge to laugh. "Well, Uhm, I do not want to offend you, but they look ... Quite hilarious." "I don't think so ..." The angel felt offended. Why did everyone seem to find them so amusing? He couldn't understand. "Well, come on. Have you even seen yourself?"
The demon boy grabbed the young angel's arm and dragged him into the flat, where a mirror was standing at the end, next to the stairs. "Hey, stop it!" The angel complained. "Okay, just, look in the mirror. You're a grown men - or at least your vessel is, I have no clue how old you are – and ... You are wearing something like this." He pointed at Alfie's clothes. Samandriel looked at his image in the mirror. It might look a bit strange, with the red striped shirt, the red tie, the red cap and the red jeans, but it wasn't something he would laugh about. "I do not understand what you are trying to tell me, I am sorry. Oh, and I am younger than Castiel." "Yeah and I have absolutely no idea how old Cassidy is." "It's Castiel." I somehow guess that no one in this family is actually able to name an angel without any problems or changes ... "Yeah, I know." "But why did you say Cassidy?" "I wanted to. Anyways, I still don't know how old he is." "Okay let's say ... I am as old as the first dinosaur." The blonde one raised his eyebrows in surprise. "You should be lucky that you do not look as old as the first dinosaur." He chuckled a bit, but stopped when he saw Samandriels serious face expression. "Sorry ..." "And now, please tell me, why you think my clothes are hilarious." "Well ... Clothes from places like this are always hilarious – and I honestly feel very sorry for the people that have to wear them. They look horrible." "So, I am looking horrible?" The angel crossed his arms. "No, yes ... Maybe a bit. But, come on. I guess you would at least look less funny without that stupid hat on." After this sentence, the blonde demon grabbed his cap and holds it up, so Samandriel couldn't reach it, even though he didn't even tried to do that. "Look. Your hair color is also nice." "Thank you, but this doesn't change that much." The stranger sighed. "I guess if you stay here for longer, I have to buy you new clothes." The young soldier rolled his eyes. "Fine. If you feel better after it, do that." The demon was about to leave the flat, but he stopped moving for some seconds and turned around after that. "How could you know that I met Castiel?" Oops. "I Uhm ... They told me about it, up there, in ... in heaven." He stuttered a bit. That was a mistake he shouldn't have been doing. I need an excuse why I needed it ... Oh, wait! "But, they didn't have told me much about your past! Just, some things ... This is also the reason why you need a guardian angel. Don't worry; I do not know everything about you! I do not even know your name ..." This was something he recognized just right now. He never asked for his name. This was also something that made the demon skeptical. "You're supposed to be my guardian angel, but you don't know my name?" He raised an eyebrow and inspected the young angel. "Uhm, someone else should get the job, but the angel changed his mind and ... yeah ... I volunteered. They are very busy up there so they couldn't tell me much ..."
He wasn't sure if the demon would actually believe him, or not. When he looked at his face expression he still didn't knew that and so he stayed silent for some time, until the demon started to speak again. "Alright ... There is no reason why you should be lying, right? So ... I have to accept that this is the real reason ... Anyways, if you want to talk to me: My name's Adam." Samandriel nodded. "Okay, Adam." "I do not know, but, do angels sleep?" Samandriel shrugged. "Not necessarily." Now Adam was the one that nodded. "Well, I need sleep, so I'm gonna sleep in my bed. You're gonna sleep on the couch." This was more of a statement, than an idea. "We're something like partners now, so, yeah. Never sleep in the same bed with a person you also have to work with." Adam, you are weird. "Fine ..." The angel agreed. If he wanted him to trust him, he shouldn't make problems. He could look for something suspicious later, when the demon was asleep.