summary: you sprain your wrist and you can't hunt, so you call Gabriel to keep you entertained, but it turns into a prank war.
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"Gabriel!" You shout. Staying in the bunker, after spraining your wrist wasn't fun. You were bored, and you knew one worts on who could help with that.

"Finally, someone attractive called for me." A flutter of wings and a second later, Gabriel was laying on your bed, upside down.

"I'm bored, and you can keep me entertained." You sigh, and you continue to lay on your floor. "Uh, okay. A 21 year old girl, who is capable of driving to a bar is bored." He laughed, and you got up and smacked his leg.

"Yeah, but I don't want to leave. Sam and Dean put me in lockdown. They're scared I'll hurt my self more." You mutter, angry with Dean and Sam choices to let you miss hunting for 1 month. You were a natural at it, being an animal hunter in northern Michigan, before you met the Winchesters

"Oh! Can we do a prank war?" You smile devilishly. Oh, you knew not challenge the kind of pranks, but you were out of it.

"Oh man! I've been dying for a prank war! Good idea! Watch your back." Gabriel wooped and he left the room.

And at this moment, you realized, you dun goofed.

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You screamed. Your hair, now a blue. You ran out of the shower, forgetting a towel and marching to the main area of the bunker.

"GABRIEL!" You yelled at the top of your lungs, not even caring about what your hair looked like, let alone you're butt naked.

"We're ba-Uh, (Y/N)?" Sam called out. You were butt-naked. In the middle of the room.

"Where the hell is Gabriel?" You were fuming. You marched back to your room and got a towel.

You returned, and you saw Gabriel dying of laughter. You frowned and got an idea.

"Thanks, I was wanting to dye my hair blue anyway." You smiled and walked back to your room. You took out a bucket of paint you had after you painted your room a dark purple.

"Gabe! Com'ere!" You smirked, hoping this would work. You heard a flutter of wings, and you turned around, hoping it would work.

You threw dark purple paint all over.... Balthazar? You dropped the pain can after the paint was on him.

"Are your serious?!" Balthazar yelled, and you were red. Red as red can be.

"Ohmigod!" You rushed over to him. You kept apologizing and you rushed to get a towel. Yo gave it to him, and ran out.

"Gabriel, I will kill you, and you will not enjoy it. Your brother, Lucifer, will keep you down there, from me." You screamed, walking down the stairs.

"Yeah, sweet cheeks?" Gabriel was behind you. You pulled the Angel blade out of the bottom of your towel, and you stabbed his shoulder.

Gabriel screamed with pain, and you poured the rest of the paint you had in your other hand on top of his head. You pulled the blade out and laughed.

You received the bitch stare. "Oh, you think hurting me is funny, hey? This. Is. War."

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Part 2 is coming later.