He does not look like Misha. He does not look like Misha. He does not like Misha.
“Just shower, alright?” Sam says, returning his attention to the food.
“How?” Lucifer asks after a beat.
Sam pauses for a moment and then smiles into the oatmeal.
“You go in there, strip, get into the shower and then just turn the handle.”
“You can figure the rest out yourself, I’m sure.”
He can almost feel Lucifer squinting at him, but after a moment he hears him get up and pad across the wooden floors towards the bathroom.
Sam stops stirring and waits.
There’s a handful of scrambling noises, a few disgusted sighs, then silence, silence, and finally the sounds of a metal handle being turned.
Lucifer screams. And it’s even more high pitched and frantic than Sam was hoping for.
They’re trapped in a cabin in the winter wonderland known as northern Canada. How’s the temp, Luci?
60 favourite Disney songs in no order
(#16) Friends on the Other Side - The Princess and the Frog
“Can you feel it? You’re changin’, you’re changin’, you’re changin’ alright. I hope you’re satisfied, but if you ain’t, don’t blame me. You can blame my friends on the other side. You got what you wanted, but you lost what you had.”
Shit still fucks with my soul.
“Lucifer, did you find anything?” Sam asked.
“Yes,” Lucifer said. He walked to the table he’d been sitting at, picking up the book he’d been reading. It seemed like it would fit with the Winchesters’ particular style.
“Lucifer?” the woman asked. “You have a librarian named Lucifer?”
“Am I a librarian now?” Lucifer asked, handing the book to Dean who was closer.
Your fling was Prometheus, your son dies every day, and you can’t put two-and-two together to realize Lucifer means Lucifer? *squint*