Well Well Well Welcome To Hell

"Little" Brother

"Hey Sammy~" Gabriel purred.

"Gabe.."

"Are you really gonna do it to the kid? You don't feel bad?" Gabriel put his right hand on his hip, his other hand vaguely made gestures in the air, holding a bright red lollipop.

"Are you really in a position to be asking my morals? You realize who I am, right?" Sam stood there, arms crossed. He glanced at Gabriel then looked back at the big metal door in front of them.

"Sorry, Sammy, I was just curious. Do demons not have morals? I thought everyone kinda did.."

"Are you kidding? We got pedophiles, murderers, con artists, politicians, kidnappers, human traffickers, sex traffickers, serial killers, bombers, terrorists, rapists, addicts, drug dealers, and whatever the fuck else fucked up things you could possibly think of. I'm sure deep deep down we all got some kinda really fuckin low morals. Do you feel better now?" Sam turned his head left, looking at the incubus. Gabriel put the lollipop in his mouth, crossing his arms and looking away.

Sam pulled a pocket watch out of his pocket, checking the time. "That's a nice top." He said quietly.

Gabriel jumped a little. "Oh um, y-yes sir!" His eyebrows furrowed as he thought about that. "Wait..." His eyes moved m right to left as he processed it. "I mean.. thank you?" He shook his head a little, still slightly confused.

"Did you buy it?"

"No." Gabriel knew that wasn't right because Sam always bought his clothes for him. His eyes widened when he realized that was wrong. He had gotten extra money and decided to spend it on something for himself. "Shit, Sammy, I am so sorry! I-I forgot. I wanted this and I had extra money s-so I bought it. I totally fucking forgot.. I'm such an idiot!" He looked at the demon, begging with his eyes, unable to hide the fear that was there too.

Sam glanced at him. "It's fine.." It sounded so strained. "Next time ask." He looked away, almost feeling a little embarrassed. "It's nice, I would've bought it for you."

"Really?! I love you so much, Sammy!" Gabriel bent down, happily kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you!"

Sam was flustered, but didn't show it at all. He wiped his cheek. "Yeah, yeah, whatever.." He checked his pocket watch again. "Let's just get this over with." He completely unlocked the door and opened it.

Gabriel stood there, staring at the lumped over figure, his wrist scoffed to the pole behind him, making his body slouch forward as he sat on his knees. His back was covered in open wounds and bruises, and his hair was a dark brownish red from all the dried and wet blood in it. The demon wore only boxers or were they briefs? They kind of looked like a combination of both. Was that even a thing? The demon was filthy, covered in a stench of tears, sweat, and blood.  It was a very unwelcoming smell.

They stepped inside. Sam walked up to the slouched over demon. Gabriel didn't really want to be there, so he stood off to the side, mainly looking around the room instead and occasionally glancing at the poor demon, nervously sucking on the red lollipop.

Sam stooped down. "Wake up." There was no movement or sound from the demon. "I said wake up!" Gabriel winced and tensed up, but relaxed quickly before Sam could notice, realizing the raised tone wasn't directed at him. There was no movement so Sam kicked him in the side, knocking him over. The poor demon screamed in pain, his arms being held back with the pole.

The demon quickly got back up, whimpering as he sat up on his knees, looking up at them. Gabriel had been glancing over at them, both him and Sam were startled. Gabriel took quite a few steps back while Sam took half a step back.