For your 500 follower prompt: Sabriel, Gabriel gets hit with a funny compulsion curse after he unknowingly insults a witch, and only Sam can break the curse
This- this is pure crack. Sorry if it’s not exactly what you asked for 😅 I don’t know what happened here.
Your prompt is game night :)
Sam looked up from the book he was reading when he heard a crash behind the bookcases. He saw Dean turn his head towards the noise and Cas stop perusing the bookshelf to look.
Sam then saw Gabriel crawl- no, worm, his way out from behind the bookcase.
“Um, Gabe?” Sam questioned. He couldn’t quite believe what he was seeing.
“Do I wanna know?” said Dean, shaking his head.
“Your little red-headed witch pal did this!” Gabriel exclaimed after standing up, pointing at all of them then proceeding to do the sprinkler.
“Rowena?” asked Sam, holding in laughter.
“Yes! Apparently, I did something to upset her, I don’t even know what, and she placed this curse on me!” At that, he started doing a dance that Sam didn’t recognize.
“Dude, is that caramelldansen?” Dean snickered.
“Caramel what?” Sam asked, raising an eyebrow at Dean.
“Of course you would know that one, Dean-o,” Gabriel said, switching to the Macarena.
Dean’s face reddened. “Shut up.”
“Anywho,” Gabriel said, changing the topic. “Every time someone prays to me, I’m forced to do a different dance.”
“We aren’t praying to you,” said Sam, confused.
Gabriel stared at him. “I’m the archangel Gabriel, kiddo. Do you know how many people pray to me?”
“Well Mr. Archangel, you look more like a chicken right now,” commented Dean.
Gabriel had just finished shaking his hips and clapped four times. “Whatever, she said I need to find my dance partner, and she strongly suggested it was Sam. So get over here before I start twerking.”
“Oh god, hurry, Sam!” Dean said in disgust.
Sam wasn’t entirely sure he would mind that, but no, best not to think about it. Was Gabriel serious? He turned to give Cas a questioning look.
“I believe my brother is telling the truth. This is too ridiculous of a situation for a prank,” Cas said, looking done with everything.
“Thank you, bro. Now, please Sam?” Gabriel had moved on to doing the YMCA.
Sam decided there wasn’t anything to lose. He hurried out of his seat, hoping to reach Gabriel before his dance would change again. The YMCA was probably one of the least embarrassing dances he could endure. As soon as he got close and put his arms in the Y position, Gabriel stopped that dance and pulled him close. Then he started to slow dance.
“I swear this is still the curse,” Gabriel said apologetically.
Sam found that he didn’t mind dancing with Gabriel. In fact, he would even say that he’d like to do it more. “It’s okay, Gabe, I—" he stopped talking as he found himself drawn to Gabriel’s almost golden eyes, leaning down until their faces were just inches apart.
“Ahem.” Dean cleared his throat.
Sam remembered that they weren’t alone, and also realized that they were no longer dancing. However, he didn’t pull away. “I uhh...”
Gabriel smiled. “Thank you, Sam. Why don’t we continue this somewhere more private?”
“I’d like that.” Sam smiled back.
