Angel Fic
Alright so I was going though my documents and found this, I don't think I ever posted it to my journal. I wrote it right after "The Man Who Would Be King" aired. I know I posted it to the angel rp comm, but meh, I'm posting it here cause I kinda like it.
Its Humanized!Angels. and I titled it "Family Vacation" in my documents folder.
Michael sighed. It was nice to get away for a while, nice to just admire his father’s work. He had taken the family to a small beach on the shore of a small clearing in southeast Pangaea. Of course, it wasn’t called that at the time, for the angels had no official names for places on earth.
Everything was perfect, they had no idea of the impending storm that would tear their family apart. But that’s a story for another time.
They were alone, no other beings save plant life lived on land. All creatures were water creatures, but that would soon change, Michael could feel it.
Michael was brought out of his thinking by the laughter of his brothers. He smiled at them as they played in the sand. Raphael was helping Joshua build a sandcastle while Zach was trying his hardest to knock it down by tossing rocks at it. Michael made a small shout of protest, telling Zach to stop ruining their castle and do something else. Zach just pouted and stalked off to the other side of the beach where he began to draw things in the sand.
Michael looked amused at his brother Gabriel. Somehow, Gabriel had managed to string together enough small twigs and leaves to make a hammock, which was tied in between two trees. He was peacefully napping, the hammock swaying slightly with the wind. He always was the creative one, making things of nothing. He definitely got that from Dad.
A cry made Michael’s head turn, seeing his little sister Anna sitting in the sand covering her face and crying. Michael ran over.
“Anna, whats wrong?” He whispered to the crying little girl, rubbing her back.
“Uriel threw sand in my face!” She cried, pointing to her brother Uriel, who was standing a few feet away.
“Did not, Liar!” He yelled. Michael frowned.
“Uriel, you think I don’t know when you are lying? Go sit against that tree for a time out.” Michael said, crossing his arms. Uriel huffed and kicked the sand, but went to the tree anyway.
“Thanks.” Anna mumbled. Michael smiled and kissed her forehead. “No problem kid.” he said and walked back to his place on a rock, watching over them all.
“You’re a really good brother Mike.” Someone whispered in his ear, making him jump.
“Damn it Lucifer, you scared me.” Michael laughed, turning and pulling his younger brother down in a headlock.
“Lemme go you big oaf!” Lucifer struggled. Michael just kept on laughing, but let him go. Lucifer smoothed out his hair and sat down next to his brother.
“You know, I really love coming down here.” Lucifer said quietly. “Its so perfect.”
Michael smiled and looked out to the never ending sea. “Yeah, it is, but Dad didn’t build it for us. We have our home, it makes me wonder who he- Balthazar! Stop that, sand is not for eating!” Michael said, losing his train of thought as he rushed over to the youngest of his brothers who was shoving fistfuls of sand into his mouth.
Michael picked up Balthazar and brushed off his hands. Unfazed as always, Balthazar just giggled and wrapped his tiny arms around Michael’s neck.
“Pretty!” he hears his other baby brother, Castiel shriek. Michael turned to see what Castiel was up to and his breath caught in his throat. A fish had swam up to the shore, but the fish was not like any he had seen before. The fish had tiny little legs where its fins should be. It slowly pulled itself out of the water.
Castiel waddled over to it and leaned down to touch it.
“Castiel.” Michael called, to which his brother stopped and looked up at him. Michael looked at the fish and understood.
“Don’t step on that fish Castiel. Big plans for that fish.”
Castiel looked up at Michael with wonder in his eyes, as if he understood too.
Its Humanized!Angels. and I titled it "Family Vacation" in my documents folder.
Michael sighed. It was nice to get away for a while, nice to just admire his father’s work. He had taken the family to a small beach on the shore of a small clearing in southeast Pangaea. Of course, it wasn’t called that at the time, for the angels had no official names for places on earth.
Everything was perfect, they had no idea of the impending storm that would tear their family apart. But that’s a story for another time.
They were alone, no other beings save plant life lived on land. All creatures were water creatures, but that would soon change, Michael could feel it.
Michael was brought out of his thinking by the laughter of his brothers. He smiled at them as they played in the sand. Raphael was helping Joshua build a sandcastle while Zach was trying his hardest to knock it down by tossing rocks at it. Michael made a small shout of protest, telling Zach to stop ruining their castle and do something else. Zach just pouted and stalked off to the other side of the beach where he began to draw things in the sand.
Michael looked amused at his brother Gabriel. Somehow, Gabriel had managed to string together enough small twigs and leaves to make a hammock, which was tied in between two trees. He was peacefully napping, the hammock swaying slightly with the wind. He always was the creative one, making things of nothing. He definitely got that from Dad.
A cry made Michael’s head turn, seeing his little sister Anna sitting in the sand covering her face and crying. Michael ran over.
“Anna, whats wrong?” He whispered to the crying little girl, rubbing her back.
“Uriel threw sand in my face!” She cried, pointing to her brother Uriel, who was standing a few feet away.
“Did not, Liar!” He yelled. Michael frowned.
“Uriel, you think I don’t know when you are lying? Go sit against that tree for a time out.” Michael said, crossing his arms. Uriel huffed and kicked the sand, but went to the tree anyway.
“Thanks.” Anna mumbled. Michael smiled and kissed her forehead. “No problem kid.” he said and walked back to his place on a rock, watching over them all.
“You’re a really good brother Mike.” Someone whispered in his ear, making him jump.
“Damn it Lucifer, you scared me.” Michael laughed, turning and pulling his younger brother down in a headlock.
“Lemme go you big oaf!” Lucifer struggled. Michael just kept on laughing, but let him go. Lucifer smoothed out his hair and sat down next to his brother.
“You know, I really love coming down here.” Lucifer said quietly. “Its so perfect.”
Michael smiled and looked out to the never ending sea. “Yeah, it is, but Dad didn’t build it for us. We have our home, it makes me wonder who he- Balthazar! Stop that, sand is not for eating!” Michael said, losing his train of thought as he rushed over to the youngest of his brothers who was shoving fistfuls of sand into his mouth.
Michael picked up Balthazar and brushed off his hands. Unfazed as always, Balthazar just giggled and wrapped his tiny arms around Michael’s neck.
“Pretty!” he hears his other baby brother, Castiel shriek. Michael turned to see what Castiel was up to and his breath caught in his throat. A fish had swam up to the shore, but the fish was not like any he had seen before. The fish had tiny little legs where its fins should be. It slowly pulled itself out of the water.
Castiel waddled over to it and leaned down to touch it.
“Castiel.” Michael called, to which his brother stopped and looked up at him. Michael looked at the fish and understood.
“Don’t step on that fish Castiel. Big plans for that fish.”
Castiel looked up at Michael with wonder in his eyes, as if he understood too.