FIC: Two Sam/Lucifer drabbles
I'm basically hanging out on Dreamwidth now, so these drabbles are also posted either there or on my journal here. I'll link to everything, and I'll basically make a post like this every week, since these drabbles come from prompts on comment_fic, and yeah. So, here are my Sam/Lucifer drabbles for the week of 12/12/11:
Title: Slice of Life in the Cage
Genre: Humor-ish
Pairing: Sam/Lucifer
Summary: Sam is trying to read, and Lucifer is being childish.
"Can I smite him?"
Sam hears the voice come around from behind him and sighs. "No, Lucifer. You did that yesterday, and then he smote you back and you got all pissy over it."
"Him," of course, was Michael.
Sam had gotten used to life with two angry archangels and a pissed off half-brother in the Cage. Most of the time, he and Adam ignored everyone and thought about home and where they'd be if they weren't dead.
But sometimes, Lucifer had to go and make a nuisance of himself.
An explosion of Grace knocked Sam off balance.
"Why do you ask me if you can do things and then go do them anyway when I say no?" he asked, levering himself back up into a sitting position and pulling his remembered book back into his lap.
Lucifer made a gesture and the book disappeared. The Devil smirked. An instant later, he was in Sam's lap. "You know you love it."
Sam just rolled his eyes.
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Title: Possession
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Sam/Lucifer
Summary: Sam tries to fight against his hallucinations.
“You don’t own me; I’m not one of your little toys,” Sam says hotly, glaring down at Lucifer.
“You said yes to me once, Sammy, and for something a lot more…apocalyptic in scope. Besides, I’m up in here” - the devil taps his head - “and you can’t very well get away.”
“Shut up,” Sam growls, hand reaching for his injured one and pressing down.
This time, though, Lucifer doesn’t so much as flicker.
Title: Slice of Life in the Cage
Genre: Humor-ish
Pairing: Sam/Lucifer
Summary: Sam is trying to read, and Lucifer is being childish.
"Can I smite him?"
Sam hears the voice come around from behind him and sighs. "No, Lucifer. You did that yesterday, and then he smote you back and you got all pissy over it."
"Him," of course, was Michael.
Sam had gotten used to life with two angry archangels and a pissed off half-brother in the Cage. Most of the time, he and Adam ignored everyone and thought about home and where they'd be if they weren't dead.
But sometimes, Lucifer had to go and make a nuisance of himself.
An explosion of Grace knocked Sam off balance.
"Why do you ask me if you can do things and then go do them anyway when I say no?" he asked, levering himself back up into a sitting position and pulling his remembered book back into his lap.
Lucifer made a gesture and the book disappeared. The Devil smirked. An instant later, he was in Sam's lap. "You know you love it."
Sam just rolled his eyes.
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Title: Possession
Genre: Angst
Pairing: Sam/Lucifer
Summary: Sam tries to fight against his hallucinations.
“You don’t own me; I’m not one of your little toys,” Sam says hotly, glaring down at Lucifer.
“You said yes to me once, Sammy, and for something a lot more…apocalyptic in scope. Besides, I’m up in here” - the devil taps his head - “and you can’t very well get away.”
“Shut up,” Sam growls, hand reaching for his injured one and pressing down.
This time, though, Lucifer doesn’t so much as flicker.