"Right back at ya," Lucifer replies.

"I ship it!" Gabriel yells.

"What? No!" Claire protests immediately. "No way!"

"What the hell?" Lucifer says at the same time. "Seriously, I come out as straight — that's a weird sentence — and you ship me with Claire?"

"Well, she is kinda the only girl any of us hang out with that isn't as completely and totally gay like Charlie," Gabriel reminds him.

"But I'm barley eighteen, and he's..." She looks over at Lucifer. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five," Lucifer replies.

"Yeah, that," Claire finishes. "He's seven years older than me. That's, like, over a third of my life, and you're gonna ship us?"

"Yep," Samandriel replies. "You're officially shipped, now and forever."

"This is gonna be a Destiel-like ship, too, where it doesn't seem likely at first, this time cuz of the age thing, but trust me, it's gonna happen," Gabriel adds.

"Except you'll stay together," Samandriel continues. "Not like Destiel. So you're a Destiel/Sabriel cross."

"And Destiel is...?" Claire prompts.

"Castiel and his boyfriend," Samandriel replies. "Well, they're not dating. But they're still boyfriends."

"They're soulmates," Lucifer clarifies. "So even if they aren't dating right this second — but they are, kinda — they will die hand in hand at eighty-four years old with five adopted kids and seventeen grandkids."

Claire just stares at him for a moment, her expression clearly saying, "I can't believe you actually just said that."

Castiel has to agree; he may have lived with Lucifer for eighteen years, but he's still dumbfounded by what comes out of his older brother's mouth sometimes.

Finally, Claire says to him, "And is this something you've discussed with Castiel and his possibly-boyfriend, or are you just planning his life out for him?"

"The second one," Lucifer replies proudly.

"Ah, right, okay..." Claire gives Castiel a "Your brother is insane" look before something seems to dawn on her. "Wait, Castiel, you have a boyfriend?"

"It's complicated, but yeah, I think we're together," he replies.

"And you never mentioned this?"

"I didn't really think it was important," Castiel tells her.

"Not important? Dude, if you've got a boyfriend, you gotta tell me this stuff. Okay, does anyone else have a boyfriend or girlfriend that I should know about, then?"

"I have a boyfriend," Gabriel tells her. "His name's Sam. You'll probably meet him before we go back to Stanford."

"I better," Claire replies. "How 'bout you, Samandriel? Do you have a girlfriend — er, boyfriend, since it seems your family has a gay gene somewhere?"

"N —"

"Yes!" Lucifer interrupts. "He lives in Massachusetts right now. He goes to Harvard."

"Dammit, Lucifer, I'm not dating Adam!" Samandriel yells, his annoyance clear. "I've barely spoken to him in years, and I'm not gay, so enough about this stupid Adamandriel ship!"

Lucifer frowns and looks to Castiel for help. The younger boy shakes his head minutely, silently telling him to drop it. Lucifer nods slightly in response before looking back at Samandriel.

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