Nicole Foster.
Trying to just live her life, but secrets keep avalanching horrible things and emotions upon her.
Two men she never knew existed, let alone are related to her.
She's afraid. Not of the monsters around her, but of what she's becoming.
...
I snapped my fingers sending the boys to Bobby's house but Nikki and I went to her old bedroom.
She opened her eyes and instantly recognized her old room.
"Why'd you bring me here?" My *does mental jazz hands* favorite Winchester asked.
"Oh... where else? I don't really have a home. Weellllll I do buuuut... I... long story..."
"We have time..." She interrupted.
'True.... hummm nummm bum num num be de do da da day de da doo dah da daaaaeee... da dae do dah' I randomly bursted into song in my thoughts...
"I guess that's true... alright... sit down mother fudgers it's story time..." I answered.
Nikki sat down criss-cross applesauce looking up at me and mimed eating popcorn.
'And Dean asks why she's my favorite...'
"So... Mike and Luci weren't really close brothers up in Heaven. I couldn't stand the fighting anymore and I up and left, Dad went down to Earth too around that time. I became The Trickster. Mike and Luci still fought a lot though. Eventually Luci up and left too turning his pink wings--" I started.
"Pink?!" She asked, " why... uh... pink?"
"Ehhh... God saw like a pink sunset and made that the color of his wings... something like that... anyways... Luci scorched them black with red embery things... kinda cool actually..."
"What do your wings look like?" She asked.
She didn't know that to ask to see another's wings it was actually code word for you know what but...
She ooooed and ahhhed as I outstretched my six bright golden wings the color of my eyes. Compared to other angels mine were gigantic. A bus length each side. I couldn't spread them out all the way in here and it was quiet uncomfortable. I made my wings disappear as quickly as they had appeared.
"That was cool..." she complimented.
I didn't answer and instead continued, "Luci took Uncle Death with him too. Too bad I always liked him." She stared at me with a puzzled look.
"Death? The horseman?"
"Yeah... " I told her, "and stop interrupting, Death loved the things I loved. Junk food, candy for me, pizza for him. You know stuff like that. Then Luci came and, swept him away and literally enslaved him. Rude much?"
She nodded in agreement.
"Good enough?" I asked.
"You're family are kinda jerks..."
"Don't you say anything about my family!" I screamed turning toward my darker side slamming her against the wall.
"Kay kay... I'm sorry... harsh..." she appologized.
I let her down off the wall. She gripped her neck, it being sore. "Why did you bring me here?" She asked again.
"Eh, I didn't want your bros, but you're fine," I responded.
'For a guy who just got mad at me for saying his family were jerks this was uh... ironic...' she thought.
I ignored her thought, "so you know I saw, your bullet art earlier. It was awesome."
"Thanks..." she thanked.
"Could you uh... do one of me...?"
"You know, Samwich said the same thing..." I told him.
"We should talk about nicknames..." I suggested noticing her use of one.
"Oh yeah I call him Samwich..." she said, "I suggested Samsquatch, Samich, Sammy... you know... he doesn't like nicknames but I don't really care that he doesn't like it."
"How 'bout Dean...?" I asked, "you have nicknames for Dean?"
"No..." she answered simply.
"Have some... Deano, Deanie, Dee Winchester, Deanchester. And Samchester for Sammmmmie.... Nikkichester? I don't know... what you think....?" I questioned her.
"You know what animal Sam reminds me of?" She asked.
"What?" I asked.
"A moose..."
I thought about it...
'Tall, Jesus hair, ununderstandable... yeah 'bout right...'
"Yes... he is now Moose..." I agreed, "oh and Dean should be Squirrel! You know... Rocky and Bullwinkle!" I suggested.
'What?' She thought.
"Ummm... okay... he's Squirrel..." she replied.
"Yeah Nikki! You need another nickname..." I said.
"What do you suggest?" She asked.
"What's your middle name?" I asked her.
'Ryan'
"You're reading my mind aren't you?" She asked.
"Yep... Ryan..."
She rolled her eyes and smirked that same annoyed smirk as her brothers.
"Ryan it is!" I decided.
"Ryan is boring..." she said, "do something to Ryan to make it cooler..."
"Hmmmmm... your initials are NRW or NRF so like nrrew or nerf."
"No." She simply stated.
"Well what do you want?" I asked her, "hey, how 'bout Queen Complain? "
She rolled her eyes again, "just leave it at Nikki for now...."
"Hhhhghhh.... fine..." he sighed.
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"Maybe inform my brothers of my recent detour..." I suggested.
"Ehh... Adam is a little far... so just Sam and Dean..."
"That's what I meant and you know it..." she retorted.
I ignored her and transmitted some words to little boy Castiel....
'Hey little bro!!!How ya' doing?! If you were wondering, I have Nikki, and she's safe...' just in case I added, 'I pinky promise...'
"I think that was a little loud but they got the message and they... should be okay..."
"Wanna play a game?" Nikki asked.
"What game?" I asked.
She stood up from were she had sat on her bed. She pointed to a poster on the wall. It was of the TV show The Flash, you know the new one with uhh... what's his name... Grant Gustin? I'm not sure.
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*SledgeHammer to the 4th Wall*
Yeah. Yeah. It hasn't come out yet in their world. Pretend okay... I wanted to do this so I did...
Shoot. shoot. My wallet's runnin low...
I guess that's why they call it Lowe's huh?
Puhnnnsssieeesss!!!
(People who work there don't kill me...)
*Speedy Trip to Lowe's*
"What if you turn us into Superheroes for the day?"
"Hmm... not bad... not bad... but..." I started.
I used signature trademark and snapped my fingers.
Snap.
*The Force to the 4th Wall*
ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER!
So I got the idea of Luci's pink wings from Tumblr so don't sue me kay.
Oh... shoot... I'm breaking the law. I forgot to give the warning oops... better late than never right?
________________________________ By reading this story you are subject to and I am not held responsible for any injuries from reading this story that may or may not include the following:
Falling off the cliff hanger,
Hitting an extremity on something after Fangirling/Fanboying to hard,
Dying inside,
Sore throats from crying to much,
Painful joints from scrolling to much in one sitting,
Going blind from staring at the screen for too long,
Staying up to late reading it, and turning into a zombie the next day. ________________________________
Just to warn you, okay I'm not breaking the law anymore...
