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@stellamane​​ plotted for a (goat-heavy) starter !

          It wasn’t that Gabriel felt any kind of way about not being invited to the baby shower.  In fact, he suspected that there hadn’t been a baby shower.  That all seemed a bit too human and not nearly otherwordly and threatening enough to be something his brother would pull.  But that didn’t change his opinion on the matter: there should have been a baby shower. Or at the very least a mass email with pictures of the kid.   Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on who you asked) the archangel Gabriel was the sort to take matters into his own hands.  And if that meant showing up on his brother’s doorstep wearing dark sunglasses and carrying a ridiculously oversized tote bag with a balloon tied to it then that was what he would do.  And did.   The balloon read ‘IT’S A KID?’ in shiny block letters. He had a whole theme.  

          “I come bearing gifts!”  Gabriel called when he didn’t immediately see his brother.  The door swung open at his whim so he assumed that meant he was free and welcome to stroll on in.  Which Gabriel promptly did, cavalier but cautious, one never knew who else might be around and the whole archangel thing was a sticky subject in these parts.  “I’ve got some stuff you’ll have to unwrap—”, goat themed clothing ranging from infant sizes to pre-teen, Gabriel sure as shit didn’t know whether the kid would be following the usual human schedule of growth— “and I also brought the opposite of frankincense and myrrh: baby powder and rash cream.”  The truth of his statement was debatable, but the joke (Gabriel thought) still held water.

          “Are you letting people hold the baby yet?  Because as your brother I think I should get to skip the line.  Divine right or some nonsense like that.”

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@paradiseturnedhell​  plotted for a starter !

          The choice Gabriel had was very simple: side with Michael who intended to burn the world away, or side with Lucifer who intended to freeze it over.  Or at least that’s what Gabriel figured they were planning.  Either way, he knew it didn’t work out well for the world.   And the thing was that he loved the world. Warts and all. 

          After thinking it over, he made the same choice he always had (right up until he couldn’t anymore) and went to find Lucifer.  That was a gamble.  The other gamble Gabriel made was projecting his intent so his brother knew to expect him. “Hey, hi, welcome back to the land of the not-yet damned.”  He was already babbling as he materialized, desperate to get some measure of words out in case Lucifer had planned to stab him.  Not that his words were well chosen, but Gabriel had always figured he’d die talking.   “How are you feeling?  Because I won’t lie you don’t look great.  You should try yoga, I’ve heard that helps.”  He paused only to inhale a shaky breath. “You’re pretty set on getting your revenge on all this, right?  Death and damage and nothing I can say will change your mind?”  Gabriel asked, out of necessity, just in case he was wrong.  He wanted to be wrong.  He wanted a lot of things he wasn’t going to get.

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@yawehseesall continued from here !

          “I stuck with calling it ‘just desserts’ for a while there, but that’s got a bad rep associated with it, what with all the unfortunate and mysterious deaths.  And people like miracles.  If you ask someone on the street whether they want a miracle or a prank they’ll pick a miracle any day.  A terrible decision really, but what can you do?”  Gabriel could talk for hours about almost anything, but this was among his favorite subjects.  Still, he knew he had to be mindful of who he was talking to, so he cut himself short.

          Rocking back on his heels the archangel suddenly looked less like a confident prankster and more like a nervous child. “I assumed you were just being polite by asking.  Seeing as you’ve got big stuff going on and all I’ve got is small stuff.  You do have big stuff going on, right?”  Gabriel asked.   “Big stuff that involves getting a feel for human life.  That’s uh... Pretty cool of you, I guess.  Is there anything specific you want to see?  Sights or... are you looking for more of an organic experience?  A regular, boring week?”

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@fracturedsword continued from here !

          There was something strangely delightful about listening to his eldest brother vent some frustration for once.  Frankly, he’d earned it.  More than earned it.   So Gabriel was perfectly happy to keep nudging him along, smiling all the while. “I would also call them opportunistic and rude.  Have you heard the way the older one talks to Castiel?  It’s painful to listen to and worse to watch.”  He wasn’t entirely sure where Cas currently fell on his brother’s shit-list, but Gabriel was willing to bet it was below the brothers Winchester.

          “I’d say they’re still alive because they’re lucky, but...”  He dropped his hands with a laugh, “it can’t just be that, can it?  Which is why I figure they’re useful.  And they’ve been useful to the right people for long enough that as a result they’ve never stayed dead long.”   That didn’t quite track, but Gabriel was going for better commiserating over accuracy.   “They’ve never been all that useful to us though, have they?”

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"how goes the pranking?" yahweh asks from where he was at the corner of the room where he had just appeared

          To his credit, Gabriel only flinched a little at the sudden and unexpected apperance.  And he was (as always) quick to cover it up with a bright smile and a meaningless sweeping gesture. “I’m actually calling them stage miracles now, it’s a rebranding thing, but to answer your question it’s going good, maybe even great.  Business is booming and I’m getting good at being in six places at once.”  

          “But uh... you don’t want to hear about all that.  Did y’need something?”

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@heartsurpluss sent :  Gabe's getting a little kiss from Sam. Why? Cause he looks cute. And the twins are asleep. So guess what else? Cuddle time. "Scoot. The kids are asleep which means we also need to be asleep before they wake up again."

          Though he may have looked cute to Sam, Gabriel felt like a man who had just spent fifteen minutes trying to scrub a long, dark purple line of marker off his face with incomplete results.  Largely because he was one such man.  But it was also a state of mind. “Careful, with sweet talk like that we might not be getting any sleep at all.”  Waggling his eyebrows suggestively and closing the book he’d been reading around his thumb Gabriel obliged the request to scoot.  But not before catching the corner of Sam’s mouth for another quick kiss. Priorities. 

          “Seriously though, if you ever want to get more than a solid five hours of shut-eye I wouldn’t be upset if you decided to go back to your place for a night.”  He’d almost said ‘a weekend’ but that had begun to feel longer and longer since they’d slipped into their little routine. A night, however, he could offer. “They probably won’t murder me if you leave.”

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@inferniangod  sent :  "How weirded out would you be if I asked for your name? Your real one tattooed upon my wrist." Ifrit threw another pebble into the lake, watching it skip farther than the last. "In Djinn culture it has quite a lot of meaning to mark ones flesh in the name of their bonded." He explained.

           “I’d tell you an ‘I’m with stupid’ tattoo would be less dangerous while still having the same effect,” Gabriel replied before his mouth had bothered to clear the words with his brain first.   Then he froze.  Eyes fixed forward and lips rolling in as if trying to pull the words back out of the air.  He couldn’t bring himself to glance over at Ifrit just yet, too busy wishing he was better at this, and making faces at the lake.

          “Sorry,”  Gabriel said quietly after his face journey was complete, glancing over at his partner with an apologetic smile.   “Is this an invisible tattoo?  Because if not you’re going to have Enochian all up and down your arm and I know that’s a bad look in certain circles.”  He paused. “I guess you could go Hebrew with it but that’s still...”

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@heartsurpluss​ continued from here !

          Well, this wasn’t at all how things had gone when he’d roped Castiel into helping him practice his apology.  And Cas had (in Gabriel’s not-so-humble opinion) done an excellent Lucifer impression.   Just, as it turned out, not an entirely accurate one.  But the point of the apology wasn’t so much Lucifer’s reaction as it was saying the words aloud where they could both hear them, and then actively working to do a better job of only lobbing accurate insults at his brother in the future.  No more cheap shots!  Or, as it was also known, the hard part.  

          “I’m not drunk, what part of that made you think ‘drunk’?  My enunciation was flawless.  Especially around the word ‘was’, as in ‘I was angry with you for these reasons but have now put them behind me’.  Because I have.  And I’m good now. Doing amazing actually. Having normal reactions to things.”   Gabriel was fully aware that the more he said the less ‘good’ he seemed, but found that he was unable to stop.  There was an uncomfortable and honest sort of silence gathering in the air around them and he absolutely did not want to let it settle in. 

          So Gabriel kept right on talking.  Gesturing.  Pacing. “And I mean that was the brilliance of it anyway.  I was digging my own grave the whole time and I didn’t even realize it. I was hip-deep in a hole and still digging; telling everybody watching me about what a genius I was for pulling the whole thing off.”  He coughed out a laugh.  “That makes me a real ass, doesn’t it?  I didn’t even consider how you might have felt about the whole thing.  But the joke was on me in the end.”  Gabriel stared blankly into the middle distance for a moment, allowing the silence to gain more ground, before pushing it back by clapping his hands together.   “But that’s all behind us now.  And I’m going to do better.  Starting now.  Officially.”