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[A woman's voice comes over the line.]

You've reached the Trickster's voicemail. Unfortunately, Mr. Trickster isn't available to take your call, nor will he likely ever be. Should you still wish to leave a message, please respond after the tone, and maybe we'll remember to get it to him, mmkay?

[Beep]

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Sure you don't.

[Gabriel notes the feather, picks it up, and dangles it in front of his face.] Your feathers just fall off in the fall.

[Castiel scowls at him.]

Humorous.

[And because Gabriel is poking at him...]

What exactly is behind your door?

[Gabriel drops the hand holding the feather.]

My sex tape. What d'you think?

I don't know a great deal about your experiences.

[He knows Gabriel's personality pretty well, but not his history.]

I would presume either the war, your death, or Heaven.

[Specifically the part of Heaven they've been dealing with a lot lately.]

It was definitely... Heaven-shaped. [He paces a bit. Awkwardly.] The Fury Of Power Tools Remix.

[This face.]

That is a terrible description.

[A pause, as he contemplates something for a moment.]

Why is it power tools? Was it something different before humans invented them?

To be honest, it was probably icepicks. Or chisels. I wasn't paying attention to the details back then- why does it matter? They were sharp objects being rammed into uncomfortable places.

I presume humans learned such from us, rather than the other way around.

[Because he distinctly remembers not too long ago in human history where they were shoving icepicks into each others' eyes under the guise of psychiatric treatment.]

You know some of our brothers. They took a weirdly hands-on approach to loving humanity.

[....]

...Not like that.

[beat]

Okay, sometimes like that. And I don't even wanna talk about the Nephilim.

[Castiel makes a bit of a face at that innuendo, though he then goes a bit more serious and frowns at the door.]

You know, I married a human.

[THAT IS A REALLY UNFORTUNATE THING TO FOLLOW HIS NEPHILIM COMMENT. HE IS JUST SAYING,]

...Did you use protection?

[THAT'S WHAT MADE HIM THINK OF IT. Also you get a face for that question, Gabriel.]

There is no chance of children.

[Because someone is still a virgin.]

[Gabriel has next to no faith in Castiel's game, so he doesn't even ask the WHAT ARE YOU IMPOTENT?? obvious question, so he just side-eyes a bit.]

Some marriage.

I had amnesia. She was an honorable person.

[And he misses her a great deal, and changes the subject.]

Hopefully this event will only last a week.

Some marriage.

[YEAH, HE HAS LEGITIMATE QUESTIONS, but on the other hand... he'll be nice and respect his brother's desire to not speak of it.]

They usually do.

[He appreciates Gabriel dropping it, at least for the moment.]

With our fortune, this will not be one of those times.

[And he looks at the door a moment, before looking back at Gabriel.]

You entered your door, to find out what is within it?

[He hasn't gone into his own, not sure of what will happen or what he'll see, or even what happens if you go into your own door.]

Curiosity killed the cat, but the archangel said "to hell with it."

[He shrugged.] I thought it'd be something, y'know, not completely screwed up.

That was unwise to believe.

[Gabriel so should've known better.]

I am attempting to decide if I should look in mine.

Might as well. It's ain't gonna be anything you haven't seen before.

[But, you know, probably still traumatizing as shit. Gabriel's a little curious to see if it's worse than his, but he isn't going to say as much.]

[He's quiet again a moment, before looking back at Gabriel.]

Will you come with me, at some point before the event ends?

[He doesn't want to say he might need the emotional support, but he might need the emotional support. There's nothing Gabriel doesn't know that he might find out from his door anyway.]

[Gabriel looks perplexed. It's not surprising- he is the only real family Castiel has here anymore and has much crap as he gives him, he loves him and supports him. The problem is that as curious as he is, there's a part of him that's digging his heels in the ground at actually seeing some of the horrors that have happened since he died. It'll probably be something like that and even if he knows everything, it's another to watch it played out.

But Castiel is his brother and he can't have him... falling apart.

So he puffs out his cheeks and exhales dramatically, shrugging.]

Why not? I love field trips.

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