When Cas awoke to yelling on Monday morning, he didn't really think much of it. With Lucifer and Gabriel in the house, yelling was commonplace- at least in the morning, due to their completely opposite habits. (Lucifer being an early bird who loathed lateness, and Gabriel being a night owl who loathed being up early)

But surprisingly, the yelling wasn't what woke him up that morning. Rather, it was a knock at his door- small and soft, barely noticeable and yet loud enough to wake Cas up- that Cas knew could only be from one person. Sure enough, he opened the door to see Jack standing in front of his door, his kitten in his arms. When the door opened, Jack took a step forward into Cas's room, a half frown plastered on his lips as he looked up at Cas.

"Is the yelling upsetting you?" Cas asked, kneeling down to face Jack. Jack lowered his eyes and nodded, placing his kitten Marble on the floor. Marble gave a soft meow and walked right up to Nox and rubbed her body against her, as Nox ruffled her fur and laid down. Gemini gave an indignant meow from her spot on the top of the cat tower.

"Luci's just being really loud." Jack confessed, walking into Cas's room. Cas pushed the door closed behind Jack. "And I feel sick. And my head hurts."

"You feel sick?"

Jack nodded. "Mhm. I feel hot, then I felt cold. I think I have a fever."

Cas picked Jack up and sat him on his bed. "Here. I'll put a movie on and then I'll go tell Mom that you're sick, okay?"

Jack nodded in understanding, so Cas grabbed some clothes from his closet for himself and left his door open just a crack.

By time that Cas descended the stairs, the yelling had stopped. When he got to the kitchen, he saw Gabriel sitting at the kitchen bar, a scowl on his face as he drank a mug of water and toyed with a fork. Lucifer stood a few feet away from him, arms crossed as he watched Gabriel accusingly. Apparently, Gabriel had been refusing to wake up and get ready, so Lucifer had apparently dragged Gabriel out of bed and was forcing him to have breakfast- an odd sight, but yet again, nothing Cas hadn't seen before. Lucifer dragging Gabriel downstairs to breakfast was, oddly, an all-too-common sight in the Novak household.

Cas soon found his mom, Becky, brushing her hair in the cabana bathroom next to her bedroom, so Cas knocked on the open door to signal his presence. When she turned her head and her eyes met his, he spoke. "Hey mom, Jack's not feeling well, says he has a fever and his head hurts. He wants to stay home today."

Becky sighed and put her hair brush down with a small clatter. "Alright. I'll call his school and stay home to watch him." She then walked out of the bathroom and stuck her head into the doorway of her bedroom. "Chuck! Jack's sick, I'm gonna stay home to watch him!"

Chuck yelled a simple "Okay!" in reply, so Becky turned and sent Cas back to his room, asking him to put Jack to bed.

When Cas opened the door, Jack was laying down on his bed, watching the TV adamantly. When Cas walked in, Jack turned his head and sat up a little, his large eyes watching Cas expectantly.

"Mom's going to stay home and watch after you, so she wants you to go back to bed. Meanwhile, I'm gonna go get dressed so I can go to school."

"Can I stay in your room today?"

Cas sighed softly. "Well if you're sick, I'd rather you not get germs all over my room, okay? Maybe another time."

Jack nodded and hopped off the bed, grabbing Marble before he ambled out of Cas's room and down the hall to his own. Right as Jack reached the door to his own room, he turned back and waved at Cas, a small little wave before opening his door and closing it behind him.

Cas took the opportunity to close his door and get dressed, pulling on an AHS shirt and some jeans. He opted out of his usual trench coat, promising himself he'd wear it tomorrow, but that it was too dirty today and needed to be washed. He set a sticky note on his door to remind himself to wash it when he got home from school, before grabbing his phone and walking downstairs.

When he finally went downstairs to have breakfast, he saw breakfast was eggs and bacon, courtesy of Becky. Cas was the last person downstairs that morning, so he settled for a piece of bacon and one forkful of scrambled eggs before grabbing his backpack. A few of his siblings were still waiting by the door as Gabriel and Lucifer got dressed upstairs. Cas joined them and stood by the door, scrolling away on his phone while he waited.

Lucifer was downstairs first, his backpack on his back as he ushered Hannah and Anael out the door so he could drive them. Gabriel wasn't too far behind; he nearly tripped as he ran downstairs, backpack strung on his back. He whisked his keys off the key holder, then held the door open as Balthazar, Cas and Samandriel went outside towards Gabriel's car. They reached it rather quickly, and waited impatiently for Gabriel to close the front door and run to his car.

When Gabriel finally reached the car to unlock it, the others quickly hopped in; Cas in the passenger's seat, Balthazar and Samandriel in the back. Gabriel was last to get in, as he clicked his seatbelt and dug his keys into the ignition. Gabriel then hooked his phone up to CarPlay and clicked shuffle on his playlist, grinning when the first song to play was I write sins not tragedies.

Even Samandriel tapped his foot a little as the song began to play, and Gabriel rolled put of the driveway and down the road, right as the four brothers all began to sing along.

~~~~~

"Alrighty Sammy," Dean announced, giving his brother a hearty pat on the back, "you go and have a good first four periods, and I'll see you in art and lunch, okay?"

Sam nodded. "Okay."

Dean patted Sam on the back again. "Now go on to your geometry class."

Sam heaved his backpack up and, as Dean asked, walked towards his Geometry class, waving goodbye to Dean all the while. Dean waved back to him before going to his own first period class.

When he reached his geometry class, it was mostly empty, given how early he was. The teacher, a somewhat tall man with dark hair, placed a calculator at Sam's desk, before placing a calculator at every other desk in the room.

The calculators ended up being just so that the teacher could explain how they were used and what for.

Sam's next class was Law Studies, and the teacher, a really tall man with dark hair and a british accent, stood in front of the class and announced the assigned seats.

Sam had been placed next to a kid named Andy, whom he had noticed on the first day, sitting in the back corner. When he sat down next to Andy, Andy didn't say anything.

Not one to be deterred, however, Sam held put his hand. Andy seemed a bit perplexed, but he took it nevertheless.

"Hi. My name's Sam, Sam Winchester. What's yours?"

"Andy." He replied, taking Sam's hand hesitantly. "Andy Gallagher."

"Are you a freshman?"

Andy nodded. "Yeah."

"Do you know anything about this school?"

Andy shook his head. "Nah. I moved here in February, so I don't know much."

"Really? I also just moved here, but in July."

Andy perked up a little. "Huh. Then I guess we're both newbies here."

Sam nodded right as the teacher began to tell the class what they were doing that day. Apparently, the teacher was to hand out a letter to home, then just explained the course and what they would be doing over the course of the school year. Sam listened intently to every word, eager to start the class. His dream was to become a lawyer, which was specifically why he had chosen this class in the first place.

The teacher talked for a surprisingly long time, but he finished around ten minutes before the class ended, so he left everyone to their own devices as he went to his desk. Sam and Andy struck up a conversation, talking endlessly about being the new kids in town and what they thought of the city so far.  Andy didn't really seem to care for it, saying that he moved around so much that he never got attached to one place. Sam, however, loved the city, and went on and on about what he loved about it and how excited he was to be there.

About five minutes before the bell rang, a girl with light-colored hair approached Sam. When he glanced up to look at her, she smiled pleasantly and held out her hand.

"Hi, I heard you're new in town. My name's Jess."

"Sam." He replied, holding out his hand to shake hers. "Have you been in this town awhile?"

"I was born here, and I've never moved. I've just been living here all my life." She tilted her head. "Where are you from? I'm guessing you're new."

"Kansas."

"Oh, really? I've wanted to visit Kansas. My aunt lives there, but she always visits us instead of us visiting her."

"Well, it's a cool state, but I much prefer here."

Jess just gave a small smile, and the bell rang just seconds later. She kindly bid him farewell and took off, as he himself also went to his next class.

Sam's next class was French 1, and he didn't know anyone in the class, but he liked it regardless. The teacher, Mr. Anthony, had the same first name as him, which he found interesting. The teacher was also actually French, having been born and raised in France. Given that, he knew a lot about France and its culture, and was happy to tell the class about it.

Sam's fourth and biggest class was Culinary, led by a teacher named Ms. Ramsumair. She explained that the first thing they were going to make was a simple one: pancakes. Sam got paired up with some kid that sat next to him, and the two worked tirelessly until their pancakes were finished. Right as they finished them, the bell rang, and everyone took off to their fifth period.

~~~~~

By lunch time, Dean was quite ready to eat and quite done with school for the day. His classes had all been quite long and he didn't really have the motivation to do much that day.

He and Sam walked together to lunch, but to their surprise, saw Charlie also walking to lunch. When they cried out for her, she wheeled around and faced them.

"Sam! Dean! I didn't realize we shared a lunch period."

Dean glanced at the cafeteria. "Me neither."

"Do you guys wanna sit at my table, then? I have a couple people I could introduce you to."

Both Sam and Dean nodded eagerly, so Charlie led them to a table near the windows, which was apparently her usual table. Two people were already sitting there, chatting happily to one another. When Charlie sat down with Sam and Dean, the two people at the table turned their heads.

"Charlie hey! Who's this?" Asked the girl, tilting her head curiously.

"Oh guys, these are my new friends, Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam and Dean, these are my friends Jo and Benny."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Said the boy with a thick Louisiana accent. He held out his hand and Dean graciously took it. "You two new? I don't think I've seen you two 'round here."

Sam nodded and opened his lunchbox. "We're from Kansas. We moved here in July."

Jo tilted her head and paused, placing her snack bar down. "You two are from Kansas?" When Dean nodded, Jo tilted her head again. "I was born in Kansas. My mom and I lived in Kansas City for a few years, until my dad died, and we moved out here."

"Oh, so you lived less than an hour away from where we lived." Dean shoved a cupcake from his lunchbox into his mouth, then wiped his hands. "We lived in Lawrence."

Jo took a bite of her snack bar and quickly wiped her mouth. "How crazy is that then, we were so close and yet we never met?"

Dean nodded. "Pretty crazy."

All of a sudden, a yelp was heard from the opposite side of the lunch room, followed by roars of laughter. Dean and Sam both lifted their heads, confused. Charlie glanced up for a brief second and clicked her tongue.

"Looks like the trickster's at it again." She remarked as they saw a kid who had been doused in glitter. Sam turned his head.

"Trickster?"

Charlie held up a french fry and bit into it. "Yeah, otherwise known as the infamous Gabriel Novak. People call him the trickster because he pulls a lot of pranks. We'd have called him the prankster, but apparently he prefers the title of trickster."

"Does he prank just anyone?"

"He pranks mostly his siblings or people he doesn't like. Though, he does target random people every once in a while. Last year he went after a group of three freshmen. He hid in the bathrooms and threw toilet rolls that looked like poop at them."

Dean cocked his head. "Seriously?"
Charlie nodded. "Seriously. No one knows why he hasn't been suspended for a prank yet, but there's a rumor his aunt is the principal."

"Or that he's just ridiculously charming when he wants to be." Jo suggested. "I was in debate with him last year. He won a lot of arguments in there. Granted, he was very ridiculous, but still very persuasive."

Charlie shrugged. "Still, his aunt being the principal sounds better." She then grabbed a french fry and shoved it into Jo's face. Jo took the french fry and threw it back at Charlie, who ducked and threw a fry back at Jo.

As Charlie and Jo threw fries back and forth, Dean joined in and also threw fries. Sam just talked calmly to Benny about the school and soulmates. Benny seemed to have a similar outlook on soulmates to Sam, which he appreciated. And so, the two talked endlessly until the bell rang, and the group of five left for their next class.

~~~~~

It was surprisingly quiet by time Gabriel, Balthazar, Castiel and Samandriel got home. Given how Lucifer had gotten home before them, they'd expected to hear some noise- but the house was relatively subdued and quiet.

The TV was on in the main living room, playing the Avatar The Last Airbender series as Jack sat happily on the couch, holding his kitten Marble in his lap. He waved to them when they walked past him, pointing eagerly at the screen.  

Other than the TV, there wasn't much noise. It seemed as though anyone who was in the house were in their rooms, not making much noise.

"Cas! Hey Cas!" Jack exclaimed, holding his arms out. "Look! I'm feeling better!"

"That's great, Jack." Cas replied with a smile. He set his backpack down and walked over to Jack, glancing briefly at the TV. "You watching your favorite show?"

"Mhm."

"Well, that's good."

Cas ended up sitting down next to Jack, who was near the end of season 2 of his show. Samandriel caught interest and sat down on the couch as well, watching the TV eagerly.

Gabriel and Balthazar, however, both went upstairs, wondering where Lucifer even was. Turns out, he was in his room- as they discovered when they swung his door open.

"Can't you two ever fucking knock?!?" Lucifer cried after getting startled from the suddenness of the door opening. He sighed and hung his head forward for a second. "I have a do not disturb sign on my door for a reason."

Gabriel just shrugged his shoulders and then crouched down, holding his arms out as Lucifer's pitbull ran towards him and began licking Gabriel's face.

"Freddy! Freddy, c'mere," Lucifer held his arms out, catching his dogs attention. Freddy ran to Lucifer instead, as Lucifer stuck his tongue out at Gabriel.

"How immature, Luci." Gabriel remarked, rolling his eyes. "Why're you being so quiet up here anyways? We thought you'd be blasting rock music again."

Lucifer cocked a brow. "Do you want me to be noisy?"

"Not at all, it's just surprising you're being quiet."

Lucifer huffed in indignation and turned to face his desk. "I'm making a list of everything I'll need for my party."

"Your party? Oh, right, your party."

Lucifer nodded and held up a list. "Should I add anything else?"

Balthazar took a quick glance at the list and shrugged. "Well, you could add a personality to the list."

"Oh shut the fuck up." Snapped Lucifer.

"I'm just sayin'."

"Yeah well your words aren't welcome. Now get out of my room!"

This chapter is a little bit shorter than I'd like, but it's midnight and I don't have any motivation to write anymore. Anyways, enjoy!

~ Liz