Sebastian. Satan/Lucifer. Captain.

17. Texas. 5'. Mostly gay.

Supernatural. Hannibal. Sherlock. Night Vale. Frozen. But mostly Supernatural. Unhealthy attraction to Jared Padalecki and Mark Pellegrino. Unhealthy obsession with Lucifer and Hans.

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Sam knows Lucifer has something to do with it the moment he wakes up and realizes he’s the only one in the bed. Not so much angry or worried as so fucking done, he pushes himself out of bed and rushes to the bunker’s kitchen, yelling “LUCIFER, WHAT DID YOU—?”
There’s no fire, just Dean and Cas in the threshold and Lucifer standing stock-still and wide-eyed in front of a smoking oven.
His instinct tells him to go make sure the smoke doesn’t turn to worse, so Sam is grabbing the fire extinguisher and spraying the oven within the minute. And only after that does he notice something that looks like a giant, crusty brown sponge sitting on the pan and frosting on the inner walls of the oven.
Sam looks to Lucifer in slight realization and finds the ex-angel still looking shocked for a moment. And then he frowns at the floor and seems a little sad and frustrated with himself.
"I, um. Tried to make you a thing. Because happy birthday," Lucifer sputters, feeling like he fucked up and hoping that Sam isn’t angry with him.
Honestly, Sam thinks the whole thing is hilarious. And he just smiles and says, “I’ll help you clean this up.”

Sam knows Lucifer has something to do with it the moment he wakes up and realizes he’s the only one in the bed. Not so much angry or worried as so fucking done, he pushes himself out of bed and rushes to the bunker’s kitchen, yelling “LUCIFER, WHAT DID YOU—?”

There’s no fire, just Dean and Cas in the threshold and Lucifer standing stock-still and wide-eyed in front of a smoking oven.

His instinct tells him to go make sure the smoke doesn’t turn to worse, so Sam is grabbing the fire extinguisher and spraying the oven within the minute. And only after that does he notice something that looks like a giant, crusty brown sponge sitting on the pan and frosting on the inner walls of the oven.

Sam looks to Lucifer in slight realization and finds the ex-angel still looking shocked for a moment. And then he frowns at the floor and seems a little sad and frustrated with himself.

"I, um. Tried to make you a thing. Because happy birthday," Lucifer sputters, feeling like he fucked up and hoping that Sam isn’t angry with him.

Honestly, Sam thinks the whole thing is hilarious. And he just smiles and says, “I’ll help you clean this up.”

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