Fame Crazy (Sequel to Strings Attached)

Chapter 70

"I'll take whatever Castiel time I can get," Balthazar replies. "You still gotta introduce me to Misha, by the way."

Castiel had texted him about Misha about a week after the dog came home with him. It's the reason Castiel isn't staying with his cousins, and instead is in a hotel within walking distance of their house. He doesn't want the technology-obsessed girls accidentally showing people that he has a dog. Misha is still a secret, and though secrets don't generally last long for someone in the public eye, he'd like to see how long he can hide his dog from the world.

"We could go back to my place after this," Castiel suggests. "I'm sure he'd be thrilled to have guests."

"I'm definitely taking you up on that," Balthazar says. "Hannah and I have been trying to get our mom to get us a dog for months, but she's still saying no, so I'll take any dog time I can get."

"I bet Misha's thanking you," Castiel replies. "I'm not entertaining enough for him."

"Misha needs Lucifer."

"No!" Castiel says immediately. "No no no no no. I can't imagine what he'd do to the poor dog. With his new YouTube channel..."

"Have you watched his videos?" Balthazar asks.

"'Course I have. He's my brother. I'm never too busy for Luci."

"I think he's my new favorite YouTuber," Balthazar says.

"Same. My god, he's weird, but it's awesome," Castiel laughs. "I feel like he should make a vlog channel and keep his normal channel, so we get even more Lucifer."

"'Literal Satan' and 'Satan is a Vlogger.'"

Castiel laughs. "Yes! Someone needs to tell him. I'm definitely going to text him later and tell him to do that."

"You have to," Balthazar agrees. "It's only fair. The world needs more Lucifer."

"I don't think it's possible to have too much Lucifer," Castiel agrees. "'Literal Satan' was a blessing from above."

"A blessing from below," Balthazar corrects him, earning a laugh.

Castiel pauses when he hears the familiar intro he's grown tired of. He looks up at the "stage" to see girl about Anna's age with the microphone. She dances around the stage confidently as she sings, strutting around in her short shorts and crop top like she owns the place. It's surprisingly fun to watch.

When it's over, Ambriel walks over to Castiel and Balthazar. "Welp, your turn," she says with a grin. "Go. Sing. Now. No backing out."

Castiel rolls his eyes. "My god, you guys are weird. Fine, I'll go, but I'm 110 percent done singing my own songs."

If there's one thing Castiel is proud of, it's that he's never succumbed to the trend of adding raps to perfectly good pop songs. He doesn't rap. Period. So what better song to sing than Black Widow by Iggy Azalea and Rita Ora, which is almost entirely a rap?

The first thing he noticed when he stands on the stage is Balthazar, who's smirking at his song choice. The second thing is Hael and Ambriel, who both have their phones out to record this. Of course this was for social media fame. Of freaking course. He sees the girl who sang his song standing with Hael, and he has no doubt that Hael told her to. Wow. They're good.

Castiel actually has a lot of fun singing that song. The rapping is a challenge for someone like him who doesn't usually talk fast, but he manages. He gives his cousins each a high five from the stage; Hael and Ambriel for their videos and Balthazar and Hannah because they're his cousins and he's kind of obligated to.

The applause when he finishes is insanely loud, though whether it's because he was good or because people realized who he was, he doesn't know. He rejoins Balthazar where they had stood earlier, and his cousins come join them with their friends soon after.

"You killed it!" Hael tells him, giving him a high five.

"I kinda sorta kept up, which can is better than I expected, at least," Castiel replies dismissively.

"That's way different than your usual songs," Hannah observes.

Castiel shrugs. "Well, I'm not a rapper. Clearly."

"Are you kidding?" One of Hael's friends says incredulously. He recognizes he as the one who sang his song earlier. "That was awesome! I would totally buy that on iTunes."

Castiel chuckles. "Thanks."

"This is Andrea, by the way," Hael says, then adds, "and, obviously, this is Castiel."

And, of course, this starts a whole freak out thing with just about everyone and he's stuck taking pictures with people. Greeaaat.

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"Moving On Already?

Less than two months after breaking up with Patriots quarterback Dean Winchester, Castiel was spotted hitting the streets with a new boy on Tuesday."

Castiel sighs. He doesn't even bother finishing the article. It's about him and Balthazar the day before, with numerous photos of the two of them that kind of freak him out. He can expect this in New York, but Maryland? The paparazzi followed him to Maryland?

Castiel decides to take care of this quickly by tweeting the link with the words, "Not my boyfriend. Just my cousin. I'm a single Pringle rn."

He scrolls through old photos on his phone to find a family picture from when he was fourteen, one when he was seven, and one with a barely walking Castiel and a little baby Balthazar. He screenshots and crops a picture to add from the day before, filling the 4 picture limit of his tweet.

"Just like old times. Huh, @BalthHatesTheTitanic?"

He barely has time to put his phone down before Misha jumps up on the bed with him. He lies down next to him, his head on Castiel's arm. Castiel smiles to himself. This is living the life.