[Comprehensive British and American] Raphael refuses to go home

"I heard that when they found Hannibal, Hannibal was cooking in the kitchen?" The orange cat shook its big tail, and looked at Raphael who was fixing his tie with his front paws crossed, "Seriously? Cooking in Frankenstein's kitchen?" Obviously with a bit of irony and disbelief.

"Yes, cooking." Raphael turned around in the mirror and checked his clothes. "Frankenstein is just a man-made human. They also need to eat, Gabe."

The orange cat gritted its teeth and yawned like an orange cat: "I know, but you have to understand, I've been in this world for so long, and the Frankenstein family has always been... emmmmm, not so considerate."

Regarding Gabriel's description, Raphael found it funny: "You seem to be very considerate? Do you want me to describe your incarnation in the world? Loki, mischievous elf, I heard that the Vikings..."

"Okay ok, you're always right," Gabriel surrendered, "so, you met him?"

"Not yet," changed the brown tie to dark blue, "Red and the others think that young children are easier for Hannibal to lower his vigilance, although I think it's more because Lucy doesn't look like a good person .” Putting on a suit jacket, “How about this?”

Gabriel used the fluffy face of the fat orange cat to make a special effect of rolling his eyes: "You are here for psychological counseling, not to go on a date with me." Why don't you go in tracksuit? You look younger, don't you?"

While talking, the orange cat turned around and walked towards the table beside the bed with catwalks.

Raphael quickly pressed the orange cat's tail: "No, Gabe, you can't eat any more!" He looked at the fat orange who wanted to step on the mattress to take a leap of faith, " You're already way overweight for a cat the size of a cat, so no!"

"This is my glory, not my fat!" Gabriel resisted stubbornly, "And I'll be skinny after a basin of water, Rafael, sweet wine, just one piece?" The tail couldn't move, Gabriel reached forward with his claws vigorously, and physically completed the word 'dying struggle'.

"You're a cat now, not a human, Gabe!" For cats, the tail is a sensitive place.Raphael grabbed Gabriel's hind legs with his free hand, and pulled him away from the side of the bed——

"Meow woo!"

"speak English!"

"You don't love me anymore!" Looking at the table that was getting further and further away from him, Gabriel shed tears of regret.

For the dramatist Gabriel, Raphael was angry and funny: "Yes, this is my love, cheap!" He held Gabriel in his arms, "Hurry up, I promise the BAUs today to do psychological work." The test is over. No, fat orange, let go of your claws, that's a bed sheet, not a board for sharpening your claws!"

Gabriel was oblivious to Raphael's protest, and Jian Jian's claws were hooked on the bedsheets: "I don't want to do a psychological test," Gabriel sneered at these things, "These human studies So thorough, in the end, wasn’t it played by me in the applause?”

He was talking about the days when he was a 'prank elf': "And, this time, you were going to be a target for him!" He vowed, "I just want to see if that Hannibal is really Lucy! The bad guy you mentioned, why do you want to go in person?"

"Probably because we are rotting corpses." Raphael patiently pulled Gabriel's claws off the bed sheet one by one, "Besides, you don't think our family's problems really need an outsider to deal with them Is it okay? Well, considering how the BAUs handled it before?"

"Hmph, human?" After all, no matter how much Gabriel pretended in the past, he still has the pride of an angel.

"Yes, human beings." Rafael was about to calm down, "Aside from human beings, who else has the guts to interfere in our family's affairs?" He sent Fat Orange to his arms, "Okay, be obedient, just today this day?"

"Just this day!"

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Lucifer arrived earlier than Raphael. When Raphael saw his brother, he was looking at the man in a dark suit with crossed arms and interest.

Noticing Raphael's arrival, Crowley was visibly relieved: "Your Excellency Raphael," Crowley was probably delighted by the angel's arrival for the first time, "You are finally here!" He pulled He opened the door of the car and put his hands on the roof to prevent his head from hitting.

Lucifer looked at Crowley's move to curry favor with Raphael with a half-smile: "Is this what the 'King of Hell' looks like?"

"Your Majesty, you are joking." Crowley felt that he was really going to have a nervous breakdown recently, "I am just a little butler, and I will take care of your business when you go out to play. King'? You are the real master of hell!"

The smile on his face was flattering and humble: "The little one is just a villain who uses your afterglow to pretend to be a tiger."

Lucifer stepped forward and put his arms around Raphael's shoulders, and patted the orange cat's head hard: "Then you really think highly of yourself, don't you?" The smile couldn't be more hypocritical, "With my afterglow, how can a fox pretend to be a tiger? Crowley..." Lucifer dragged his voice, "Without my permission, would you be able to control hell?"

Even after staying in the cage for so long, Lucifer is always the unruly Lucifer who has the courage to defy God: "However, you have managed hell well these years, so it's okay to reward you for fun!"

The almost benevolent tone did not make Crowley relax.In fact, Crowley was like the hairy Gabriel in Raphael's arms at the moment, the hairs all over his body stood on end.As a demon, as a demon from hell, Crowley is too aware of Lucifer's attributes, arrogant, cold, elusive, and never takes anyone seriously.

He wasn't sure whether Lucifer was talking ironically, or if he was serious about handing over hell to him.If he was holding hands, he might not have a good life for a few days, but if it was the latter, he might have a worse life in the future: "Your Majesty," if it wasn't for something wrong, Crowley felt like he was about to kneel, "Your Majesty, look exist……"

"Hey hey," Lucifer's eyes flashed red, and he raised his index finger to his lips, "Hush, I already have a plan for today." In addition to words, let Crowley stop causing him any trouble.

No, in fact, the presence of Crowley here at this moment is a trouble for him.

Lucifer despises Crowley because of his strength, and he doesn't have the idea of ​​"he drives for me so I have to treat him better". Even when he saw Cassidio standing downstairs from the psychiatrist, his tone was more sincere than usual Somewhat: "Oh, Cassidio, my brother!"

In response to Lucifer's rare enthusiasm, Cassidio took a step back and looked at him warily.

"Do you really have to provoke others, Lucy?" Raphael glared at his elder brother amusedly, "Cassie, don't mind, Lucifer is just too boring." He is so boring that he must provoke others to declare his love Presence, "Isn't Mike here?"

"The problem of heaven has not been solved yet." Cassidio finally shifted his attention away from Lucifer, "Metatron closed all the channels leading to heaven, trying to find the entrance..." He paused , looking at Raphael's funny look, he blinked in confusion.

Lucifer had the same expression as Raphael, he clutched his temple and chanted: "Oh, Mike, Mike!" Unstoppable schadenfreude, "It's still the same rigid and rebellious Michael What?" The other arm was around Raphael, and there was a slow smile in his eyes.

Gabriel kicked his legs hard in Raphael's arms, and his fat body hung on Raphael's arms with some difficulty: "So he won't come?" Looking at Cassidio, the huge cat His face was wrinkled, "Ask us all out, and then he won't come by himself?"

"How could it be?" Lucifer pointed upwards with the palm covering his temple, "That's the pacesetter Michael~"

"You actually sensed me, right, Lucy." Michael's voice sounded together with the voice of the wings retracting, "Only at this time will you respond to me and mention me so positively, Lucy. "His gaze shifted from Lucifer with a cynical smile on his face to Raphael who was hugged by Lucifer.

"It's time for you to go back to heaven, Lafite, and Gabe." It's more like a notice than a persuasion.

However, neither of his two little brothers paid any attention to him. Gabriel buried his face in Raphael's arms, and aimed at Michael with the orange cat's fat butt.And Raphael, he looked at Michael: "Heaven has never been my responsibility, Mike."

For the first time, when talking about this issue, Michael was not angry: "Heaven is not your responsibility?"

"Yes, you heard what I said, Mike." Raphael nodded without changing his expression, "Metatron is the only one among all the angels who looks up to his father and has never wavered. Much better than the mess we've had all these years, at least...progress?"

He glanced suggestively at Cassidio.

Mike looked at Cassidio and snorted softly: "If you think heaven is not your responsibility, then fine, Raphael."

Perhaps it was an illusion, Raphael felt that Michael's smile at this moment was very much like his second brother Lucifer.

"Our main purpose today is to see a psychiatrist, isn't it?" Lucifer looked at Michael thoughtfully, and pulled Raphael into his arms, "Let's go, we have an appointment time Arrived~"