#savriel

Fandom: Supernatural

Ship: none really, hint of Sabriel (Sam and Gabriel)

Word count [approx.]: 770

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"It was the heat of the moment" blared through the speakers of the bunker and Sam shot up in a panic. He scrambled out of bed and looked for his phone which read clearly 'Sunday 1st April'.  Sam was so relieved to see it wasn't Wednesday that the date itself was lost on him.

After calming his breathing he turned to leave his room and check on Dean, who had also been awoken by the blaring music. He stumbled out of his room just as Sam reached it, shirtless and disheveled, gun in hand. Cas came out from his room in his suit pants and shirt. He didn’t need to sleep, of course. His eye brows furrowed and he inclined this head to the side in question to the music that flooded their halls.

Sam theorised that the music was to distract them from something bigger. Dean had the same thought as he indicated for them to follow as he walked down the hall, gun raised and steadied. Sam ducked into his own room for his nearest gun and followed close behind Dean. Cas has somehow managed to present his angel blade, from where the brothers didn’t bother to ask. The trio were in their fighting stance, ready to defend and attack.

They followed the corridor to the kitchen where they found the door closed. The door was never closed.

Dean went forward to open it but Sam pulled him back, feeling protective having been made to remover the case of many Tuesdays. Cautiously, Sam pushed the door open, hearing the rarely used hinges creak. He stepped through the door. His vision was for a moment taken by a sprinkling of shining silvers. When he opened his eyes once more, and before him he saw an amazing tower of sweets.

Chocolate and marshmallows and gummies and biscuits and cakes. A true sugar mountain.

Behind him Dean and Castiel crashed through the door. The music suddenly stopped and although confusion and mild fear still clouded the room, Dean couldn’t help but laugh at Sam. Though this may not have been the first time he’d seen his Sasquatch of a brother covered in glitter, it didn’t seem to stop it being funny. Even Castiel smiled at the sight.

“APRIL FOOLS!” Cried the short man as he rounded the pile of food. The men lowered their weapons, each expressing a different emotion to the arrival of their guest. Dean was annoyed but luckily found the joke on Sam quite funny. Castiel was overjoyed with seeing his favourite brother alive. Sam had mixed feelings.

He was thankful that the bunker wasn’t under attack, annoyed that he was covered in glitter, that still rained from his hair and cloths when he moved. There was an awkward silence between the four of them, Gabriel grinning proudly at his prank. After a short forever he was the one to speak first, “oh come on you guys!” He pleaded, “It’s April fools day! That’s like a tricksters Christmas.”

“You’re not a trickster, Gabriel, you’re an angel,” Castiel states matter-of-factly. Gabriel pouted at him. “And you’re my brother.” Castiel finished and went over to embrace the short golden haired man. When they moved apart Gabriel did finger guns to Dean exclaiming, “Deano!” And they shook hands. All attention then turned to Sam.

He looked down into the whiskey coloured eyes of the shorter man in front of him, his hair falling in front of his face slightly. Gabriel shied away slightly.

“Was the song a little much?” He asked, fear evident in his voice. Sam finally laughed.

“No but the glitter? Like really?” He replied though didn’t sound annoyed. Gabriel beamed back at him, “come ‘ere Samshine.” He said and he practically jumped getting his arms around the Sam’s neck in a hug. Sam held Gabriel in a tight lingering embrace. Over his shoulder Sam saw his brother and Castiel silently walking over to the table where there were many cakes and pies. They shared a look and the three knew what to do.

As Gabriel stepped back from Sam his face was met but a wet and sticky cream pie! “April fools!” The other three cried as the room filled with cackling laughter.

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“Gatekeeper”

That is so nice of you, man. I’m glad my bullshit inspired you to get closer to the fandom. When shit like this ain’t happening, it’s really nice and I hope it’s treating you well.

I’m glad what I do gets to you, too. I need to remind myself more often that is what is actually important in here.

Is kinda adorably helpless sometimes.

Savriel got on Yik Yak and YAKKO to find out what all the fuss was about. It's basically people complaining about their lives and looking for hookups. I think I'm going to delete the apps and stay away from the vulgarity.