Authors Note: Sigh. This was just supposed to be a one-shot, lol. I don't know what happened. I think I can just blame all you wonderful readers and that's it. You're the reason this thing is still going. :P

Written: 06 February

Soundtrack: Bad Influence by Pink

Word Count: 1700+

Part 3

They were wasted. Like, beyond freakin' wasted. They were sure of it.

The brothers just continued to sit on the bed watching the angels as they groaned and tried to fight back the nausea swigging in their stomachs. Gabriel's forehead was planted on the tabletop while Cas just continued to stay upright (sort of), using his arms to keep him from swaying and planting his own face into the carpet below him. He had won, but in his current inebriated state, it hardly felt like a victory he should be proud of. Still though, he'd take it…aaaaand the hangover that was bound to come along with it.

"You cheated." Gabriel whined in a slurred voice, pointing a finger at his brother before his arm felt like it had gained another ten tons and fell less than graciously back on the table.

Castiel wasn't even going to dignify that with a response since Gabriel was technically the one that had been cheating (at first anyway), but decided the hell with it as he heaved out a sigh and rested his head on his hand. Even with his palm pressed firmly against the bottom on his chin and cheek and elbow practically digging into the tabletop, he seriously doubted that he would be staying upright for much longer. He just couldn't focus, and instead of trying to think of something smart to say, he just came out with the first thing that came to mind. Whether it came out at comprehensible or completely slurred, well, that was up for debate, and to everyone else who was still left -standing- in the room…

…You know what? Screw it.

These guys were freakin' wasted anyway. Who really gave a shit how it came out.

"Oh shut up."

"You su─"

The laugh that bellowed out of Cas once Gabriel stopped mid word and flew to the bathroom to hurl his guts out, was positively priceless. And not that anyone would say it out loud, especially Dean, but it was just so damn adorable…

Gabriel Bright Idea No. 2: Sugary Confections. Not limited to those of questionable intent (of course; what else did you expect)

Even with Gabriel's wide eyes of both surprise and shock at Castiel beating him (and his sudden need to hurl), and then Cas' laughter from his brothers expression echoing from his lungs, this night just looked to be getting better and better for them. It was awesome, a free show to the Winchesters and just absolutely light and funny and mirthful all around. However, where there's a beginning there's always an end, and it unfortunately didn't take long for all that alcohol to hit Castiel either. He was holding his stomach hard from laughing, then from nausea, and soon enough he was emptying the majority of the contents in it into the kitchenette's sink.

Dean just gave Sam a look, who nodded his head in a silent exchange of agreement and headed towards the bathroom to look over the archangel, while Dean offered his help to his own. Sam was by the toilet with Gabriel, flushing down everything only to have it filled again and flushed out again. And again. And again. And maybe one more time. He was more than certain that they may have needed to move to the bathtub for this, considering all the crap he shot down into his gullet, but finally after the fifth or sixth time Gabriel looked to be about done (or at least holding it in) and didn't need to puke out anymore. Cas was done too, emptying his stomach a lot faster than his brother and taking the small dish towel that Dean had offered to wipe his mouth.

This had been a mistake, a total disregard for virtue he knew, and one look at the grin on Dean's face and the rolled eyes of Sam's had him thinking twice about letting Gabriel influence him so easily. He was his brother sure, but still, that didn't exactly make him the best role model, or any form of an appropriate model even. Gabriel was all about disaster, mayhem and foolishness, and when it came to dragging people down he made sure to do it with a little flare. And chaos of course, his specialty. Castiel didn't even think much more on the subject as he slowly walked over to one of the beds and flopped himself onto it, stomach first, his brother soon joining him on the opposite bed and promptly passing out. But not before giving Castiel a few choice words (whatever could be heard from his face being buried in the pillow anyways) who simply let one of his fingers do the talking in return.

Dean had never felt so proud.

Sam and Dean just kept in their laughs as Castiel curled his arms under his own pillow and fell asleep looking like a content little kid, while Gabriel hung an arm over the edge of his bed looking more like a lazy teenager. Both went back to their own drinks, that being beer and not one of those fruity cocktails or shots of doom thank you very much, and went on about cleaning up the remainder of the mess before taking their seats at the table.

It wasn't even half an hour later before both angels were awake, Gabriel complaining that he was hungry and Castiel just trying to reduce his grogginess and impending hangover. It was coming, he knew that much, and even though he really didn't want to get up the thought of food actually got him to change his mind and swing his legs over the edge of the bed. Sam and Dean offered to go find them something if they wanted, (although Dean expected a slight protest and Castiel's reply of 'angels don't need sustenance' or whatever) and doubted that much would be open at this time of night anyway. But Gabriel gave a simple 'pft' and conjured up his own meal, that being a bowl of brightly colored cereal and handing one to his brother, which looked more chocolate based compared to his own rainbow vomiting one. Gabriel was quick to devour his very early morning breakfast, while Castiel just stared down at his, wondering what it was that Gabriel was giving him. He asked of course, curious of the contents sitting in his lap, and got an answer soon enough while Gabriel was in the middle of a spoonful.

"It's Reese's Puffs. Just eat it."

"What's in it?"

"It's chocolate and peanut butter. One of the most heavenly combinations of all creation little bro."

But of course he would think that, Dean thought. Damn sugar addict.

"Now stop staring at it and take a bite."

Castiel only went about staring at it again, watching as the little puffs of round flake started to get soggy with the surrounding milk. He was curious as to the flavor of his treat, don't get him wrong, but it was Gabriel's who had the most attention currently, and he couldn't help but wonder what exactly it was that he was wolfing down himself. His were more colorful, a mix of every color in the rainbow, and Castiel found that Gabriel's bowl of sugary delight looked much more enticing.

He supposed asking if he could try it couldn't hurt. Much.

"Well what do you have?"

Gabriel actually stopped a moment before looking over at his brother, who kept eyeing his bowl before offering it to him and taking away his.

"I little bro, have chosen the wonderful invention of the froot loop. Mix it with a little chocolate sauce and marshmallow bits and you've got gold."

Castiel didn't even want to consider that, and went about taking his first bite of the sugary confection as the brothers just looked onwards from the table. Bowl after bowl after bowl was consumed, Gabriel popping in a new one over and over again just as Castiel finished his previous. He had him try everything. Cinnamon Toast Crunch, Cocoa Puffs, Fruity Pebbles, Pops, Apple Jacks, Trix, and even Lucky Charms, which turned out to be Castiel's favorite. Dean didn't say a word, but he was willing to bet an entire life savings that it was the tiny marshmallows that won the war of best cereal. Castiel just looked content, and extended his hand for seconds.

The Reese's Puffs lay on the nightstand, completely forgotten.

The rest of the hour was spent testing out all kinds of sugary treats, thanks to Gabriel, who conjured up everything from gooseberry pie, chocolate chip cookies, jellybeans, Nutella (which Dean chose to stay the hell away from as oppose to Sam) and even rice crispy treats, which again Castiel found to be the most irresistible.

Dude's a freakin' marshmallow, Dean thought laughing, as he took a sip of yet another beer and eventually joined in the fun after watching Sam looking quite happy.

Sam had long since gotten into it, finding Gabriel's carrot cake to be one worthy of a Martha Stewart recipe, and the fine array of pie flavors was more than enough to get Dean's attention. He wasn't hungry, hell he didn't even want to eat, but when you've got peach pie that's to die for, and apple pie that he would definitely sell his soul to (he refused to admit that to anyone by the way; he'd learned the hard way already of course about making a deal with demons), Dean couldn't resist. Sure Gabriel was still a class level douche in his mind, maybe even a dick with wings worth a little bit of patience sometimes, but even he had to admit that he had his soft side and that obviously showed with his brother. Gabriel was a rebel, much like Dean was in many ways, and being older of their siblings and finding a sense of responsibility with one another, Dean strangely found that he could actually relate.

Again, it was a thought of mind that went without saying, and one he hoped that no one would ever know about, but he simply went about his business as Sam dug into chocolate covered pretzels and Dean started on the tootsie rolls.

Gabriel had heard his thoughts, hell he could practically feel Dean screaming them, but the archangel chose not to say a word either and went about acting like it was all nothing. This truly was a rare moment for them, and one he'd never admit appreciating.

This was probably just the booze talking, but he actually missed being able to hang out with his siblings like this…

It was Dean who ultimately finished off the Reese's Puffs.

To Be Continued…

Authors End Note: I'm pretty sure I already mentioned that I'm not all that good with humor but, let me know what you think anyways. This came out more family like than humorous, although the part with Castiel flipping Gabriel off was kind of a funny last minute addition I'm not gonna lie. Next idea coming up: Gabriel Bright Idea No. 3: Party and Crafting Supplies. This part, I will need my collaborators for. 8)