Dean puts some things in a refrigerator, closes the fridge, and turns around. Applause sounds out as Dean looks at a sandwich on the table, about a foot tall, a laptop next to the sandwich. "I'm gonna need a bigger mouth." Dean said as a laugh track starts. Then Sam enters the room and there was another Applause.
"Hey there, Sam. What's happening?" Dean asked him. "Oh, nothing. Um. Just the end of the world." Sam said and the laugh track comes on. Sam sees the sandwich. "You're gonna need a bigger mouth." he said and the laugh track kicks on again.
"Hey, uh, have you done your research yet?" Sam asked Dean and Dean gets a busted expression, making the laugh track come on. "Oh, yeah. All kinds of research. All night." Dean said. "Yeah? Hm." Sam said, not believing, when porno music comes through the laptop.
"Oh, yes! Yes! Harder, baby, harder!" A woman said as the music continues, a mixture of laughs and oooh's sounds out. Sam looks at the laptop then at Dean before folding his arms. "Dean..." Sam said, disapproving, and another laugh track. "Son of a bitch!" Dean exclaims, in a exaggerated disappointed voice, and the laugh track comes on again.
Sam shuts the laptop and shakes his head. "How long do we have to keep doing this?" Dean asked Sam, speaking through his forced smile. "I don't know." Sam said as applause happens. "Maybe forever? We might die in here." Sam said as the laugh track comes on again.
"How was that funny? Vultures." Dean said, annoyed, as the laugh track continues. The door opens and it's Castiel and (y/n), who has minor injuries. "(Y/n)! Cas!" Dean said as there was applause. "You okay, sweetheart?" Dean asked (y/n), who nods.
"We don't have much time." Castiel said. "What happened?" Sam asked, gesturing to the injuries (y/n) had. "Cas helped me get out." (Y/n) said. "From where?" Dean asked her but before she could reply Cas speaks over. "Listen to me. Something is not right. This thing is much more powerful than it should be." Castiel said.
"What thing—the Trickster?" Dean asked. "If it is a trickster." Castiel said. "What do you mean?" Sam asked but then Cas and (y/n) are flung backwards into the wall, they're face hidden.
The Trickster appears at the door. "Hello!" he greets to applause and cheers. Castiel and (y/n) get up; their mouths had been duct-taped shut. "Thank you. Thank you, ladies." The Trickster said while Cas and (y/n) glares at him. "Hi, Castiel! (y/n)!" Trickster greets and he gestures at the duo, then Cas and (y/n) vanish in a burst of static.
"You know him?" Sam asked The Trickster. "Where did you just send them?" Dean asked, angrily. "Relax, they'll live. ...Maybe." the Trickster said and the laugh track comes on. "All right, you know what? I am done with the monkey dance, okay? We get it." Dean yells. "Yeah? Get what, hotshot?" the Trickster asked him. "Playing our roles, right? That's your game?" Dean said. "That's half the game." the Trickster scoffs.
"What's the other half?" Sam asked. "Play your roles out there." the Trickster said, as he gestures ahead. "What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asked. "Oh, you know. Sam starring as Lucifer. Dean starring as Michael. Your celebrity death match. Play your roles." The Trickster replied.
"You want us to say yes to those sons of bitches?" Sam asked, shocked. "Hells yeah. Let's light this candle!" the Trickster exclaims, excitedly. "We do that, the world will end." Sam points out. "Yeah? And whose fault is that? Who popped Lucifer out of the box? Hm? Look, it's started. You started it. It can't be stopped. So let's get it over with!" the Trickster said as Sam glares.
"Heaven or hell, which side you on?" Dean asked the Trickster. "I'm not on either side." he replied. "Yeah, right. You're grabbing ankle for Michael or Lucifer. Which one is it?" Dean asked and the Trickster starts to get angry. "You listen to me, you arrogant dick. I don't work for either of those S.O.B.s. Believe me." he growls and Dean scoffs out q laugh. "Oh, you're somebody's bitch." he said and the Trickster's smile vanishes. He grabs Dean by the collar and slams him into the wall.
"Don't you ever, ever presume to know what I am. Now listen very closely. Here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna suck it up, accept your responsibilities, and play the roles that destiny has chosen for you." Trickster said. "And if we don't?" Sam asked and Trickster grins. "Then you'll stay here in TV Land. Forever. Three hundred channels and, uh, nothing's on." The Trickster said then he snaps his fingers.
A man lies on the ground with a stomach wound, crime-scene markers surround him and cameras flash. Dean and Sam are standing outside the crime-scene tape, watching the various extras work. They turn around; they're wearing suits with matching blue shirts and sunglasses.
"Oh, come on." Dean growls, annoyed, as an officer ducks under the crime scene tape. "So, what do you think?" the officer asked Dean. "What do I think? I think go screw yourself, that's what I think." Dean yells, angrily, and Sam gives him a look of concern.
"Uh, could you give us a sec, please? Thanks." Sam said to the officer, who nods and turns away. "You gotta calm down." Sam said to Dean after he turns to him. "Calm down? I am wearing sunglasses at night." Dean yells as he yanks them off. "You know who does that? No-talent douchebags." Dean said and Sam nods in agreement.
"I hate this game. I hate that we're in a procedural cop show and you wanna know why? Because I hate procedural cop shows. There's like three hundred of them on television and they're all the freaking same. It's ooh, plane crashed here—oh shut up." Dean rants as Sam notices something at the crime scene and takes off his sunglasses.
"Hey." Sam said. "What?" Dean roars. "Check out sweet tooth over there." Sam said as he points to an officer sucking on a lollipop. "Think that's him?" Dean asked Sam. "Just, um, follow my lead." Sam said and he goes over to the body and Dean follows.
They both put on their sunglasses as the crime-scene tape is raised to let them under. "You, uh, you okay?" the officer asked Dean. "Yeah. What do we got?" Dean asked and the officer kneels next to the body. "Well, aside from the ligature marks around his neck, he has what appears to be a roll of quarters jammed down his throat." the officer explains as Dean takes off his sunglasses, gets out a flashlight, and takes a closer look. Sam also takes off his sunglasses.
"Well I say, jackpot." Sam said, putting his sunglasses back on, while the Officer looks up at him, snorting in amusement. "Also, there is a stab wound to the lower abdomen." The officer said as he indicates the bloodstain with his lollipop. Dean grabs a stick and pokes at the hole in the shirt with it, getting blood on the stick, then puts his sunglasses back on.
"Well I say, no guts, no glory." Dean said and the officer laughs. "Get that guy a Tums." Sam said. "Gutter ball." said Dean as the officer keeps laughing. "Good one, guys." he said as Dean comes around behind him with the stick. The officef turns toward Dean, who stabs him with it.
The officer collapses, struggling to breathe. None of the extras notice or care except another officer, who starts laughing and morphs into the Trickster. "You've got the wrong guy, idiots." the Trickster taunts. "Did we?" Dean asked and Sam stakes the Trickster from behind. He falls over in a burst of static. Dean and Sam are back in the clothes they were wearing when they entered the warehouse, the Trickster laying down with the stake through his chest.
Dean, in a bathroom of a room, finishes brushing his teeth and spits. "I'm worried, man. What that SOB did to Cas and (y/n). You know, where they are?" Dean asked but there was no response. "Sam?" Dean asked but the room is empty.
"Where are you?" Dean asked and he walks outside and towards the Impala. He pulls his phone out and up to his ear. "It's Sam. Leave me a message." Sam's voice-mail said and Dean gets in the car. "Sam. It's me. Where the hell did you go?" Dean asked and he snaps the phone shut.
"Dean?" Sam asked, which his voice sounds a bit odd. Dean looks around but doesn't see Sam. "Sam? Where are you?" Dean asked. "I don't know." Sam said then Dean notices a red light on the dashboard, it flashes in time with Sam's words. "Oh crap. I don't think we killed the Trickster." Sam said.
The Impala has acquired red flashing lights under the front grille as well, the Knight Rider theme plays. Dean drives. "Okay, stake didn't work. So, what, this is another trick?" Dean asked. "I don't know. Maybe the stake didn't work because it's not a trickster?" Sam suggested.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked then there was a noise next to him. He looks over and sees Ariel next to him. "Ariel?! What the hell?" Dean said, confused. "I'm glad I found you. Where's Sam?" Ariel asked. "Here." Sam's voice said and Ariel looks around. "I'm the car." Sam said and Ariel looks at the dashboard.
"Oh, goodness." She said. "What are you doing here?" Dean asked. "I hadn't heard from Castiel and (y/n) in hours. They told me they were trying to save you two but I got worried when I didn't hear from them." Ariel replied. "Well, this Trickster, or whatever he is, banished them somewhere, I don't know..." Dean said.
"Cas said this thing was too powerful to be a trickster." Sam said. "And the way he looked at Cas, it was almost like he knew him." Dean said as Ariel looks at Dean then gets a thoughtful look. "And how pissed he got when you brought up Michael and Lucifer." Sam said and Ariel sighs.
"You two are not going up against a Trickster." She said. "What?" the boy said. "I know what you two are dealing with. Or more precise, who you're dealing with." Ariel said as they continue down the road. “You mind enlightening us?” Dean asked and Ariel looks sad for a moment. “My brother, Gabriel.” She said. “The archangel?” Sam asked. “Yes.” Ariel replied.
“How many of you are there?” Dean asked. “Only five. Myself, Gabriel, Micheal, Lucifer, and Raphael.” Ariel said. “Well, that explains why he’s been such a pain in the ass this whole time. No offense.” Dean said and Ariel giggles. “Gabriel always liked his tricks.” She said with a little smile as she reminisce.
“What is he doing on earth? I thought all the angels were in heaven until Cas rescued Dean from hell.” Sam said. “Everyone but Gabriel, he left heaven thousands of years ago. Before Michael locked Lucifer in the cage.” Ariel explained.
“What happened?” Sam asked and Ariel opens her mouth to explain but is interrupted by Dean. “I’m sure it’s a fascinating story but we don’t have time for it right now. (Y/n) and Cas could be in trouble.” He said.
“He’s right, it won’t take long for Gabriel to discover I’m here. It’ll ruin the plan.” Ariel said. “You got something in mind?” Dean asked and Ariel smirks. “Gabriel’s not the only one with a trick up his sleeve.” She said and winks, mimicking (y/n).
Later, at a wilderness area, Dean rummages in the trunk of the car. "Dean?" Sam said. "What?" Dean asked. "That, uh, feels really uncomfortable." Sam said and Dean shuts the trunk. "Ow." Sam said and Dean rolls his eyes.
"You sure this is gonna work?" Sam asked. "Well, Ariel said this will work, so I trust her. Plus I have no other ideas." Dean said then he goes to the front of the car and shouts at the sky.
"All right, you son of a bitch! Uncle! We'll do it!" Dean shouts but nothing. "Should I honk?" Sam asked but then Trickster appears from nowhere. "Wow. Sam. Get a load of the rims on you." he said as he looks at Sam. "Eat me." Sam growls.
"Okay, boys. Ready to go quietly?" Trickster asked. "Whoa whoa whoa, not so fast. Nobody's going anywhere until Sam has opposable thumbs." Dean said. "What's the difference? Satan's going to ride his ass one way or another." the Trickster said and Dean looks at him. The Trickster rolls his eyes and snaps his fingers. The KITT lights on the car go out and Sam gets out of the car.
"Happy?" Trickster asked Dean. "Tell me one thing. Why didn't the stake kill you?" Dean asked, feigning ignorance. "I am the Trickster." the Trickster said, proudly. "Or maybe you're not." Dean said and Sam holds up a flaming cigarette lighter and tosses it down. A ring of fire springs up around the Trickster.
"We know you're an angel." Dean said and the Trickster looks incredulous, then laughs. "A what? Somebody slip a mickey in your power shake, kid?" The Trickster asked him. "I'll tell you what. You just jump out of the holy fire and we'll call it our mistake." Dean said and the Trickster laughs then he stops, realizing he is caught.
He claps and the world turns normal. "Well played, boys. Well played. Where'd you get the holy oil?" He asked them. "Well, you might say we pulled it out of Sam's ass." Dean said.
"Where'd I screw up?" The Trickster, or Gabriel, asked. "You didn't. Nobody gets the jump on Cas like you did." Sam said. "Partly it was the way you talked about Armageddon. And we had a bit of help." Dean said. "Meaning?" Gabriel asked then Ariel appears between Sam and Dean.
"Hello, brother." Ariel said as Gabriel stares at her, surprised. "Ariel? Thought you were dead?" He asked and she gives a smirk. "My disappearance was extremely exaggerated." Ariel said and she folds her arms.
"So, how does an archangel become a trickster?" Dean asked him. "My own private witness protection. I skipped out of heaven, had a face transplant, carved out my own little corner of the world. Till you two and your girlfriend screwed it all up." Gabriel replied. "What did Daddy say when you ran off and joined the pagans?" Dean asked him. "Daddy doesn't say anything about anything." Gabriel said.
"Then what happened? Why'd you ditch?" Sam asked. "Do you blame him? I mean, his brothers are heavyweight douchenozzles." Dean said. "Shut your cakehole. You don't know anything about my family." Gabriel growls at Dean. "Gabriel." Ariel said to him, firmly, and he turns to her.
"You're gonna let him talk about our family like that, Ariel?" Gabriel asked her, angrily. "I don't really like it either but...he's not far from the truth." Ariel said. "I mean. I do love Dad and our brothers too, Gabe, but when they start to turn on each other, tear each other's throats? It's pretty messed up." Ariel said. "Which is why I couldn't bear it. So I left. And now it's happening all over again." Gabriel exclaims.
"Then help us stop it." Sam said. "It can't be stopped." Gabriel said and he turns to Ariel. "You, of all people, know that!" He shouts to her. "I believe there is a way to stop this! If we just work together, Gabriel, we can finally put an end to this." Ariel said and Gabriel laughs, humorously. "I'm tired of sitting by and watching this happen all over again. I'm putting my foot down!" Ariel said. "You are fiercely optimistic, Ariel. One of the things I missed about you. But you know there is no way of stopping Michael and Lucifer, thanks to these two and the girl!" Gabriel said. "Heaven, hell, I don't care who wins, I just want it to be over."
"It doesn't have to be like that. There has to be some way to, to pull the plug." Sam said and Gabriel laughs again. "Ariel mustn't have told you about our family. What you guys call the apocalypse, I used to call Sunday dinner. That's why there's no stopping this, because this isn't about a war. It's about two brothers that loved each other and betrayed each other. You'd think you'd be able to relate." Gabriel said.
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked. "You sorry sons of bitches. Why do you think you two are the vessels? Think about it. Michael, the big brother, loyal to an absent father, and Lucifer, the little brother, rebellious of Daddy's plan. You were born to this, boys. It's your destiny! It was always you! As it is in heaven, so it must be on earth. One brother has to kill the other." Gabriel said.
"What the hell are you saying?" Dean asked. "Why do you think I've always taken such an interest in you? Because from the moment Dad flipped on the lights around here, we knew it was all gonna end with you. Always." Gabriel said and there was a long pause.
Sam and Dean look down, then at Ariel then at each other. "No. That's not gonna happen." Dean said. "I'm sorry. But it is." Gabriel said before sighing. "Guys. I wish this were a TV show. Easy answers, endings wrapped up in a bow...but this is real, and it's gonna end bloody for all of us. That's just how it's gotta be." Gabriel said and Ariel shakes her head. "No, not anymore. This time, I'm gonna change it. I'm gonna help these boys and (y/n) and do whatever it takes to stop this crap from happening again." Ariel said, fiercely, and Gabriel stares at her for a few moments before a smirk plays on his lips. "All I can say, sis, is...good luck." He said.
"So...Now what? We stare at each other for the rest of eternity?" Gabriel asked. "Well, first of all, you're gonna bring (y/n) and Cas back from wherever you stashed them." Dean demanded. "Oh am I." Gabriel said, questioning. "Yeah. Or we're going to dunk you in some holy oil and deep-fry ourselves an archangel." Dean threatened and Gabriel snaps his fingers, Castiel and (y/n) appear.
"Cas, (Y/n), you two okay?" Dean asked as he gors over to them. "I'm fine." Castiel said and Dean goes to (y/n) and cups her face in his hands. "I'm fine, Dean. I'm okay." She assures and Dean embraces her as Castiel turns to Gabriel.
"Hello, Gabriel." he said. "Hey, bro. How's the search for Daddy going? Let me guess. Awful." Gabriel sneers and Castiel glares at him. "Okay, we're out of here. Come on, guys." Dean said as he pulls out of his and (y/n)'s embrace, takes her hand, turns and walks away.
"Uh. Okay. Guys?" Gabriel calls out as Sam, Castiel and Ariel follow Dean and (y/n). "So, so what? Huh? You're just gonna, you're gonna leave me here forever?" Gabriel asked and Dean stops at the door and turns back. "No. We're not, 'cause we don't screw with people the way you do. And for the record? This isn't about some prize fight between your brothers or some destiny that can't be stopped. This is about you being too afraid to stand up to your family. You probably should take some notes from your sister here." Dean said as he nods towards Ariel.
Then he pulls the fire alarm and Gabriel looks up as the sprinklers go off. "Don't say I never did anything for you." Dean said and Gabriel glares at him then at Ariel. The four of them leave as the Holy fire extinguishes.
Dean, (y/n) and Sam go up to the Impala while Ariel turns to Castiel, checking on him. "You okay, Cas?" She asked him, worried and concerned. "I'm fine, Ariel." Castiel said.
"All that stuff he was spouting in there, you think it was the truth?" Dean asked Sam. "I think he believes it." Sam said. "So what do we do?" Dean asked and Sam shrugs. "I don't know." he said. "I'm sure we'll figure something out." (Y/n) said and the boys nod.
"Well, I'll tell you one thing. Right about now, I wish I was back in a TV show." Dean said. "Yeah, me too." Sam said. "Okay, you two are gonna have to tell me what you guys did in TV Land." (Y/n) said. "Oh, do we have a tale to tell you." Dean said as they get into the car.