Dean rolls his eyes. "Lucifer, truth or dare?"
Castiel slaps him (kind of) lightly on the shoulder. "Dean!" he hisses.
"What?"
Castiel gestures somewhat subtly to Samandriel next to him, and Dean seems to realize what his mistake because he mouths "Oh..."
"Dare!" Lucifer replies excitedly.
Dean thinks for a moment before saying, "I'm going to assume we're playing PG-13 version right now, and go with... I dare you to try to play guitar. Unless you think you're gonna break it, and I wouldn't be surprised, and I'll think of something new."
Lucifer scoffs. "Wow, Dean. Thanks for all the trust. Hold on. I'll be right back."
He walks away without any sort of explanation, leaving everyone else to sit in confusion until he returns with Castiel's guitar that he's left in his room for the last five years, only acknowledging it the few times he comes home. Lucifer takes a seat farther from the circle than he was before, giving him room to lay the guitar across his lap.
Everyone braces themselves to hear whatever racket Lucifer makes, which makes it that much more surprising when he plays an actual chord. Switching between them takes a few seconds, but sure enough, Lucifer is actually playing guitar.
No one is really sure what to say to that. No one expected it to actually sound okay. It's not a piece of art, of course, but it's not like a toddler stole their parent's guitar and almost broke the strings, either.
The first to find words, Castiel asks, "When did you learn to play guitar?"
Lucifer looks up, resting a hand on the strings to stop the vibrations. "Couple weeks ago. How come no one warned me how much it would hurt my fingers?"
"Your fingers get used to it," Dean tells him. "Eventually, it won't feel like you're holding a fire."
"Oh, thank god," Lucifer breathes.
"What song is that?" Castiel asks him.
"What is this, 'Interrogate Lucifer Time'?" he jokes. "It's one of your old ones from before you started using the G chord because I hate the G chord with a burning passion."
"I don't blame you," Castiel replies. It took him forever to learn how to play it because his fingers were too short for it. "How'd you get my songs, anyway? All my notebooks are in New York."
"We made digital copies a few years ago, remember? I looked through those. Don't judge me. I was bored. Okay, enough 'Interrogate Lucifer.' Samandriel, truth or dare?"
"Pick truth!" Castiel whispers loudly.
"I'm kinda scared to pick truth now," Samandriel replies. "Dare."
"Dammit, Samandriel, he was trying to save you," Dean tells him.
"What? But — Ah, crap."
"I dare you to kiss Adam," Lucifer says proudly, likely due to his evil scheming.
"Stop trying to make Adamandriel happen," Samandriel whines.
"And I wouldn't really get anything from this, so I don't see a point," Adam adds. "It's not my dare, and I don't get to dare anyone after, so..."
"But it was Samandriel's dare, so you have to," Lucifer replies.
"But —"
"Guys."
Dean gestures for the two of them to follow him. The three of them walk out of them room, returning a few moments later. Dean looks sort of proud of whatever he said, but the other to boys look less excited.
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Fame Crazy (Sequel to Strings Attached)
FanfictionStarting from just moments after Strings Attached left off, watch the likely plotless adventures of the now famous Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak. (As of the first chapter, I have no idea what this story is going to be about. I'll probably devel...
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