ladydrace | 100 Things Challenge, #4! (Reply)

Working title: "You're Contagious, Baby!"
Fandom: SPN.
Pairing: Sam/Gabriel... maybe. Not sure yet. A smattering of Dean/Cas.
Other stuff: I hate the first chapter with a vengeance...
Word count: 9700 words so far.

Jesus Christ, this bunny went off like a damn rocket, reaching 8000 words before I even knew what hit me... and then it screeched to a halt for no good reason. I desperately want to finish it, but I greatly fear that this might require at least another 10k words to finish, if not more! And that's scary!

Notes:
Basically, this bunny was just meant to be: "Sam gets trickster powers, Gabriel agrees to teach him to use them, shenanigans happen." How the hell that went on to become something like an entire season 5-6 AU, I have no clue. I had a vague idea of making it Sam/Gabriel, but so far the boys are playing really hard to get. Not normally a problem for my shippy tendencies. Also, at first my plan was to make the powers temporary for Sam, but the way the fic is going, it's totally not gonna end that way. Seriously, my muses are just being manipulative bitches with this fic. Every time I think I know where it's going, it takes another unexpected turn. The only thing that seems to be pretty much a steady theme is that Dean and Cas are disgustingly in love, but of course not acknowledging it in any way. U.S.fucking.T. And poor Sam is kinda sick of it. Just for that, I think he deserves to get laid. And if nothing else, Gabriel is full of ideas in that regard.

Snippet:

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Dean looked from Gabriel to Sam and back again. “So now Sam is what, a Loki clone?”

“Pfft. Hardly,” Gabriel scoffed. “He's more like half-powered Loki on a bad day. Mind you, that's still pretty heavy shit. He's probably in the top ten of most powerful tricksters worldwide.”

Sam paled. He could literally feel all the blood drain from his face, and he shivered. “Was that what I was feeling earlier? Was I losing control of it?”

Gabriel looked at him sternly. “Listen to me closely, kiddo. Losing control of this stuff is nothing like me or Castiel going full frontal angel. There'll be no blinding and no killing. Unless of course that's what you feel like doing most of the time. Which I doubt.”

Sam sagged a little with relief. “Then what would happen?”

Smirking, Gabriel gave him a searching look. “My first guess would be puppies. Or rainbows.”

Dean shook his head. “What?!”

Gabriel rolled his eyes again. Sam vaguely wondered if he could use his new powers to make them stick that way, before shaking off the thought.

“Trickster mojo ties to your emotions, and it manifests wildly different, depending on who it's taking its cues from. Ergo,” He rolled his head back to Sam with a flourish. “Puppies and rainbows.”

Sam finally began to understand. Dean still looked very confused, but he would catch up soon enough. First, Sam needed a few other questions answered. “Ignoring for a moment that you think my head is full of cute, fluffy things... if there was no danger, then why did you... defuse me, earlier?”

“Because you were uncomfortable, you moron. Contrary to what you might think, I'm not an ogre.”

“But it hurt you,” Sam argued.

Weirdly, this made Gabriel snicker. “Yeah, it turns out my slutty pagan bits are jealous, too. I put a mild angel-whammy on you, just to get you to calm down and not cover the room in Hello Kitty plushies or something. And apparently, your new gifts didn't like an alien power poking at it, so it zapped me.”

Predictably, Dean latched onto what Sam considered to be the least important bit of information and went after it like a bloodhound. “You whammied him?! That's so not cool!”

Gabriel scowled. “Fine. Then maybe next time I'll just let him explode and have the entire county turn into a fucking mardi gras!”

Sam swallowed. “Seriously? I could do that?” He asked, concerned.

“That's the thing about trickster powers,” Gabriel replied, not unkindly. “They're... tricky, for lack of a better word. You never know what might happen when they're not being guided.”

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