…Until You Find That Spark Within [2/2]

[theinsaneeraser]

Title: …Until You Find That Spark Within
Author: theinsaneeraser 
Rating: PG-13
Genre and/or Pairing: humour. Lucifer/Michael, Gabriel/Sam and Dean/Castiel, Bobby/Crowley. 
Spoilers: vague season five.
Warnings: Un-beta'd
Word Count: 1,304
Summary: Lucifer’s poker face sucks. Michael mused as he took another shot of the supposed ‘angelic liquor’ Gabriel had had concocted with Crowley a few years back. Even more so when he’d drunk.
Notes: Second part to 'Peeling Away At My Grace...' Exchanges and BigBangs HERE

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If Lucifer had the strength to smite someone, he’d be smiting Gabriel right the fuck now. Look, he loved his brother and his pagan ways – he seemed to have fun pranking Michael – and even though Sam was starting to stop running from him every time they were left in the room alone thanks to him – Dean was very sneaky and would walk out of Michael or Lucifer was in the room – but this. This was ridicules. He may be getting used to not trying to kill the humans, but this, why did it have to be this?

And why did Michael seem so keen on playing it?

“It’s easy.” Gabriel spoke and Lucifer could feel Castiel tilting his head. “You get two cards, no one sees them, and then we flip three cards, that’s the flop, then the next two cards are the river. You bet an item each round, and if you loose you have to take off said item. Five items per game, Bobby’s going to deal and everyone else is in. As for scoring: High card is the lowest hand. Ace is highest, two lowest. A pair is next up, that’s two of any number slash face. and Two pair is next, three of a kind, straight which is like, six, seven, eight, nine, ten ect…

“Flush which is five of the same suite and then full house is next, three of a kind plus two of a kind. So like three twos and two threes. Four of a kind, Straight flush is a straight with the same suite and then royal flush is ten, jack, queen, king, ace of a single suite.”

“I do not entirely get it.” Castiel commented, staring at Gabriel like he grew a second head, which fit alongside Lucifer’s smiting glare.

“We’ll do a dummy hand first.” Michael amended and smiled at Lucifer who suddenly didn’t like that smile, there was something predatory about it and he found himself staring at the table like a child who’s been caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

“And no using angel and or demon powers!” Dean snapped. “That is now considered cheating, that includes mind reading, card reading, mind talk about cards to gang up on us humans and all that stuff.”

“Now Dean, what ever gave you the impression we’d do something like that.” Crowley asked, sipping his drink, most likely some old scotch or rum. It was hard adjusting to the demon, but apparently he’d helped Gabriel and Castiel and the rest of them, so Lucifer wasn’t one to cast stones.

At least, most of the time.

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Lucifer’s poker face sucks. Michael mused as he took another shot of the supposed ‘angelic liquor’ Gabriel had had concocted with Crowley a few years back. Even more so when he’d drunk.

“Dude, I’m out…Bobby you deal shitty cards!” Dean tossed his cards onto the table and Gabriel snorted.

“I think Bobby’s deals perfectly.” Crowley grinned and everyone rolled their eyes, well Dean gagged and Sam made a very soft choking sound.

“Tens over Kings, read ‘em and weep.” Gabriel grinned and Crowley tossed his cards on the table.

“Jack’s over aces.” Michael grinned and flipped his cards over, causing Gabriel to choke.

“I had three of a kind.” Cas confessed and worked on removing his shirt, which left him with his pants, boxers and his tie. Gabriel was in his t-shirt, pants and shows, Sam was in just pants; Lucifer was in boxers, Crowley was in pants and boxers, Dean was in boxers and socks and Michael had only removed his coat. He was good at cards, and good at reading people.

“I’ve had too much to drink for this shit.” Dean grumbled and took another shot of whiskey. “Okay, next round!”

Bobby tossed out their cards and Michael glanced down at his ten-nine off suite. He took another sip of his drink and waited for the flop, six, two and five of clubs. He leaned back in his chair and looked towards Lucifer whose face was, for the first time that night, unreadable.

“Okay boys, anti up.” Bobby called out, taking a generous swallow of his beer.

“My tie.” Cas answered and Dean grinned.

“I get to keep that tie if I win.”

Michael rolled his eyes as Cas turned to look at Dean with a hungry look in his eyes, because he was pretty sure the human had been a very bad influence on his younger brother. Then again it could have easily have been Gabriel who helped.

“All I have left is my boxers, so I guess that’s it.” Lucifer spoke, his tone flat and Michael raised an eyebrow.

“Same for me, only it’s only my pants.”

“Sammy, commando? Hmm, I find that…alluring.” Gabriel grinned and yanked the taller human down for a kiss before calling out. “I’m out for this round myself.”

“As am I.” Crowley answered and downed the rest of the alcohol in his glass.

“Socks.” Dean grinned and crossed his arms, keeping his cards hidden.

“For playing with a bunch of angels, you’re not doing to bad.” Michael commented and Dean raised an eyebrow.

“I spent most of my time doing poker scams just to get by, you learn a thing or too. Plus, having to figure out Cas when he’s gone all stony, it teaches you little tricks.”

Michael did not understand the nicknames, though he understood that an angel or person only received one when Dean trusted them or cared for them, which was why him and Lucifer hadn’t yet received one. Michael was glad for this, he feared for the name the hunter would come up for him.

Bobby flipped over the last two cards, eight and seven off suite. Michael grinned at his cards and watched people flip theirs over.

“Three aces.” Cas commented and Dean groaned.

“I had three eights.”

“Straight.” Michael laid down his cards.

“I had three fives.” Sam groaned.

“Straight flush.” Lucifer laid his cards down and Michael choked on his drink because holyshit he did.

“How did you not give that away?” Michael asked staring at Lucifer who just smiled.

“I learned a thing or two from Castiel. He has a very good poker face.”

Michael rolled his eyes. “Next round!”

 

Sam ended up going out first, followed by Dean and then Lucifer. It was down to Michael, Gabriel, Cas and Crowley. Cas and Crowley were the next to go and Gabriel lost by one piece of clothing to Michael. All in all they were all naked and drunk and having fun. They were contemplating another match when Gabriel said he had to teach Sam why going commando around him was a bad idea, which lead to Cas taking Dean away before he threw a fit. Crowley and Bobby snuck off leaving Lucifer alone with him.

“It was…interesting.” Lucifer commented his pants back on his shirt half-way buttoned up.

“They are interesting. It was fun though. I was shocked when they first let us stay here, but I guess that was more Gabriel and Cas’ doing.” Michael added and he was only in his jeans.

Lucifer paused and looked over and Michael before yanking him into a heated hiss that – if Michael were human – would have left him breathless. He didn’t regret being locked up in the holy fire, he didn’t regret Gabriel and Cas having the nerve to stick up to them, because he was pretty sure if they would have ended up killing each other were it not for them. And when Lucifer’s shirt was gone, Michael didn’t complain.

They had a lot of making up to do.

The End.

 

Comments

[ebilchickens.livejournal.com]

Wow. Really different and well written.

[theinsaneeraser.livejournal.com]

Thanks! The second part wasn;t going to be like this and then I hummed and hawed and the idea wouldn;t leave my brain so I decded to end it this way.

thanks for the comment!

[mulder200.livejournal.com]

LOL! Leave it to the Winchesters to teach Angels about Strip Poker.

Still, I just love happy endings.

[theinsaneeraser.livejournal.com]

I wrote the first part, and the second part was going to be PWP...but for some reasdon I got this scene in my head and it wouldn;t go away so I wrote it, glad it turned out well thankies!

[the-lady-revan.livejournal.com]

Yay For my 3 favorite pairs! Still on the fence about Crowley/Bobby, but I loved this story. It was nice to see the boys have a night off while getting in some manly bonding ^_^

[theinsaneeraser.livejournal.com]

Lol. IO love Bobby/Crolwey...But glad you liked :D

[the-lady-revan.livejournal.com]

When I remember to think of SNP's Crowley as a different Crowley than Good Omen's than I can totally see Bobby/Crowley because Hellz Yeah, the awesome. Other wise I can't imagine Crowley without his Angel lol.

[theinsaneeraser.livejournal.com]

Exsactly X3