Ducklings Verse
Title: The Duckling Verse
Rating: PG
Pairings: Technically none, but could be read as Dean/archangels, with slight Sam/Lucifer undertones.
Summary: Sam watches the archangels trail after Dean and grins. "Like ducklings," he says.
Notes: This was a verse written entirely in twitfics back in July and August, a the insistence of several people. It's fluffy crack. Enjoy, I think. :3
Help
Dean thought about calling Ellen. Then Lucifer took one of Michael's toys and Michael threw an unholy temper tantrum. He called Bobby.
Personal Space
"Personal space," Dean growls. Castiel and Michael blink, then take a step back.
"Apologies," they chorus.
Kiss and Make It Better
Lucifer forgets the fragility of his human flesh sometimes. When he gives himself a papercut, Dean sighs and grabs a bandaid.
Ultimatum
"Are we there yet?" Dean grits his teeth and doesn't answer.
"Are we there yet?"
"Are we there yet?"
Finally, "No! And shut up or no pie!"
No Accounting For Taste
Lucifer likes apple pie, unsurprisingly. Michael likes cherry and Raphael rhubarb. Gabriel insists on cheesecake. Dean sighs and orders.
Ducklings
Sam watches the archangels trail after Dean and grins. "Like ducklings," he says.
Dean glares at him. "Shut up."
Denial
Gabriel is adamant about not being a "duckling," so Sam just grins when the archangel pays more attention to Dean than to his candy.
Mind Over Matter
Sam was the first up. Expecting to see five archangels in various stages of watching Dean sleep, he was surprised to find the room empty. He went to wake Dean, but stopped when he saw the pile of five fuzzy ducklings asleep on Dean's pillow. He grinned and shook his head, deciding to just go get breakfast before they woke up. And maybe a camera.
Routine
Dean woke up the next morning to five ducklings asleep on his pillow. Sighing, he ignored Sam's grin and headed for the bathroom.
Getting Too Comfortable
When he came back out, all but one had returned to their regular selves. Dean crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. Cas sighed and turned back into human (or at least human-shaped). Dean nodded.
"Alright, then," he said. "Breakfast."
And if they were an archangel short in the car and Sam had a suspiciously duckling-like lump in his pocket, no one said anything.
Speedy Getaway
For a few days, the archangels only become ducklings at night. Sam ends up getting breakfast for a while.
The Real Deal
Of course it happened. They found a witch and she decided that the archangels could just stay ducklings full time until they learned their lesson. Exactly what that lesson was, they never found out.
Color Coded
It's Gabriel who first realizes they can still mojo things while in duckling form. So, of course, the first thing he does is dye his brothers, each a different color. Sam and Dean are the only ones who appreciate it besides Gabriel himself.
Nightmare
Dean wakes up abruptly and immediately reaches out. There are five fluffy shapes and he sighs. Just a nightmare.
Comfort
Sam's got four of the archangel ducklings, but Michael's curled up on Dean's chest, trembling. Dean's eyes are closed and he's been petting the duckling for the past half hour. Finally, Michael started to calm down and Dean opened his eyes.
"You okay, now?" he asked. Michael scooted up under Dean's chin.
"Lucifer's mean," he said. Dean sighed. "Yeah. He is. I'll have a talk with him, alright?"
"Okay," Michael said. Dean resumed petting him.
"Okay."
Demanding
Lucifer planted himself in the middle of the keyboard. "Nap," he demanded.
Sam blinked, then sighed. "Yeah, okay. Nap." Picking up the duckling, he closed the laptop and lay down on the bed.
Immediately, Lucifer snuggled down under Sam's chin, sighed, and went limp. Sam smiled and closed his eyes.
Return to Abnormal
The duckling phase thankfully only lasts a couple of weeks. However, Sam purposefully lets Dean wake on his own to find five human-shaped archangels curled around him. He gets some good video of it, too.