Be My Serial Killer?

Chapter 5

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The Next Day
Sunlight streamed into the small guest room where the two men were sleeping close together on the bed. They looked peacefully, the lines of worry and sorrow were gone from their face. The entire house was quiet until Chuck and Becky tiptoed into the room, Becky with a camera and Chuck with a feather.

"This is a little creepy, don't you think?" Chuck whispered as Becky snapped a picture before turning to her husband.

"Nope!" She cheerily whispered back, then kissed him lightly. "We've got to wake them up somehow, and I haven't gotten to prank my kids since Gabe moved out, and that was almost 4 years ago! Now, do you want to use the feather or me?"

Chuck grinned. "I'll do it, thanks." He went over to them and started moving the feather in circular patterns under Michael's nose before moving just above Michael's head and tickling Lucifer's neck. He continued this in different areas, but what woke them up was when Becky decided to give Lucifer a Wet Willy. (Everyone knows what this is right? I don't really want to describe it 'cause when I say it in my head it sounds really sexual)

Lucifer sat straight up, knocking Michael off the bed and onto Chuck, who promptly collapsed on the floor. "What the-? MOM! I thought you stopped pranking!" He yelled.

Becky and Chuck burst into laughter. "Oh, you should've seen your face!" Becky said before she started laughing again.

By this time, Michael was standing up, looking adorably sleepy still. "I know I said you could push me off the bed, but I didn't mean literally!"

Lucifer smiled softly at him before moving over to grab his waist and pull him back onto the bed. "It was just Mom and Dad being silly." He glared at them in the last part. "Go back to sleep."

Michael hummed in agreement, then snuggled into the crook of Lucifer's neck. Becky tossed the camera at Lucifer to show him the pictures she took. He rolled his eyes and deleted them. Chuck took the camera and practically pushed Becky out the door.

Lucifer looked down at Michael who was quietly snoring on his chest, and then laid down to go back to sleep, wrapping an arm around Michael before drifting off again.
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2 Hours Later
Michael slowly opened his eyes, adjusting to the bright sunlight in the room. He turned over to look at the clock on the nightstand. When he saw that it said 9:30, he groaned and turned back over to snuggle into his pillow again.

"Wait, what?" Michael muttered. He shook his head to try and clear the fog from his brain, then turned on his side to check if Lucifer was still there.

He was met with a white covered chest. Michael's face burned in embarrassment at the realisation that he'd been using Lucifer's chest as a pillow. Glancing up at his friend's face, he was relieved to see that he was still asleep. Michael tried to wiggle out of bed without waking Lucifer up, but realised that Lucifer had wrapped an arm around Michael.

Michael softly groaned. He loved the fact that Lucifer was unconsciously pulling him closer, but he really needed to pee. "Oh well, I can hold it, hopefully." He thought before allowing Lucifer to pull him back into him and slowly fell back asleep.
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Meanwhile, Dean and Castiel were back at their hotel room, up and moving around. Castiel was getting ready to go on a run with Ruby, and Dean was doing pushups on the floor.

"Dude, stop panicking. You'll be fine, just act. You're just a friendly visitor that happens to have a St. Bernard as well. Your name is Jimmy Ackles, and I'm Jensen Ackles. Everything will be okay, calm yourself." Dean said as he collapsed onto the floor.

Castiel was pacing the floor as Ruby looked at him between her paws. "Yeah, but it's been almost 3 years, and (666 words lol) I'm not a natural at pretending to be someone else like you. I'm too comfortable in my own skin!"